Moon O'clock - Bloody Elizabeth Lyrics

The countess was born in Hungary
She likes to watch young girls bleed
The castle could hear all the screams
Elizabeth was her name
When people knew what happened to them
They bricked her up with just bread
Just to meet this tragic end
Mr. D took her home
Oh Bathory oh!
Six hundred in your count
Victims cried for help
In a room your body lays
Oh Bathory oh!
Six hundred in your count
Victims cried for help
Oh girl! You did it, you did it again!
Virgins souls flew away
Nobody knew the mystique place
Where she covered with blood her face
As pretty as a sweet dream
Then she hurts with a knife
Not even time to ask why
A crystal skin gives her pride
The wrong apple those girls bite
Oh Bathory oh!
Six hundred in your count
Victims cried for help
In a room your body lays
Oh Bathory oh!
Six hundred in your count
Victims cried for help
Oh girl! You did it, you did it again!
Oh Bathory oh!
Six hundred in your count
Victims cried for help
In a room your body lays
Oh Bathory oh!
Six hundred in your count
Victims cried for help
In a room your body lays
Oh Bathory oh!
Six hundred in your count
Victims cried for help
Oh girl! You did it, you did it again!
Oh girl! You did it, you did it again!