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THE BLOOD COUNTESS

THE BLOOD COUNTESS

she was a blood seeker
young virgins were her goal
her maids would entice them
to the castle walls she'd hold
torture them by biting
to satisfy her lust
but dark was her mind
more cruelty she would thrust
her beauty was dissolving
virgins she did need
their blood so fresh and pure
her servant planted the seed
a slap she got across the face she got
the blood splashed on her hand
the countess wiped it,thought it younger
virgins she did demand
chained,with pins in sensitive parts
the countess milked their blood and hearts
butchering their very souls in lust
she bathed in their blood and no-one sussedĀ 
finally caught 650 dead
drained of blood and soul
too late as half the villageĀ 
would never grow that old

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