Elizabeth Báthory

Bring me my glow,
The sparkle to a spirit,
Soft lips and so
Her long hair with it

Hush, young girl
And watch this blade
A prick, a twirl,
Your fate has been made

Juices of beauty
Rush against my breast
A Red waterfall, see
Now share me the rest

Countess of Blood
Eternal youth,
As thick as mud,
Pursuit forsooth.

Touch of life
I gulp my fill
A young mans wife
Delicious, still

The smell of steel,
Dribbles from her neck,
A never ending wheel
Drops the last speck

Mother of slaughter,
Goddess of Vain
Bright young daughter
Under my reign

Countess of Blood
Eternal youth,
As thick as mud,
Pursuit forsooth.

E.T.