Hidden in vaporous shadows the castle arises,
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Guarded by winds a glance of beauty,
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But malice lurking behind,
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Where the countess gracefully lies.
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Blessed by a velvet skin with ebony hair,
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Cheeks like fresh snow, so white.
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Gliding through the forest by innocence lead,
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Being observed by a glimpsing satanic sight.
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While tragedy rages through the lonely nights,
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To find the pitiable sacrifice,
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cause just slow death can her satisfy.
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In fear the virgin whimpers, as the ravenous voice is
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Tempted by lust of their sadistical choice.
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Bleeding for beauty.
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As desires brutality, disturbing infinity¡¯s sleep.
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It find faith tortured, retention perfidious raped.
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A funeral of promises, long lost its meaning.
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A tomb of buried hopes, diseased by madness.
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You shall not fear the pain, nor the beast its knife.
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Just fulfil my desire for an endless celestial life !
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Gripped by obsession¡¯s flame to rouse those pale demons,
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Centuries of wait have all but gone, and the sin was done.
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Spirits gather, preparing tomorrow¡¯s flight,
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murdered for vanity, eyes stare in ecstasy,
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as life flickers away.
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Hidden in vaporous shadows the castle arises,
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Guarded by winds a glance of beauty,
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But malice lurking behind,
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Where the countess gracefully lies.
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While tragedy rages through the lonely nights,
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To find the pitiable sacrifice,
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Spirits gather, preparing tomorrow¡¯s flight,
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Cause just slow death can her satisfy.
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Scorned Heroine
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Dies Ater |