Bathory, My QueenBathory, My Queen9 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
How your ebon hair falls over your iv'ry face
With eyes of fire and lust of virgin grace
Black is your soul, with porcelain legs only I control
To bathe in the sanguine of the innocent youth
The peasantacide unnoticed for so long
Underneath the castle, where no one knew the truth
To thee I pledge my heart my heart in my final swan song.
Your tomb is my sanctuary, so old inside
The reincarnation only beauty can hide.
How your elegance deceived them all
Infallible you were and unsusceptible to the wolf's hungry maul
To capture all by moonlight, to have them dead by dawn
Above your i
Bathory Gypsy screams,Bathory7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A sadist dreams,
Blood coating the floor,
Seeping under the door,
Claw rakes flesh from the chest,
Tearing the breast,
Girls shriek alight with fire,
And she burns with desire.
It is strange how a child's delight and curiosity,
Can extend so easily,
Into the realm of macabre,
Was it sweet when she giggled so delightfully,
When the executioner sewed up the horse's belly,
And resigned the gypsy to his fate,
His burning death by the beast's digestion.
Could she still hear his shrieks?
With her creamy skin and ebony locks,
She stood like Snow White's travesty,
Her mind was a fairyta
Elizabeth BathoryBorn in 1560 to a noble Hungarian family, Elizabeth Bathory is one of the most infamous women in European history.Elizabeth Bathory5 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
Her family members all had a violent streak, many of them being alcoholics, rapists, and Satanists. Despite their behaviour, they all had positions of high status in society as Princes, Kings, bishops, etc.
Elizabeth grew up in the family castle (Ecsed Castle), in the Hungarian town of Ecsed. She was a very intelligent young girl who quickly became fluent in German, Greek, and Latin.
The Countess saw a fair share of violence before her tenth birthday, including the horrific murder of a gypsy musician in her own home. He had be
Bloody Elizabeth BathoryShe sits before the mirrorBloody Elizabeth Bathory2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Another wrinkle, fresh today
Screams in furious anguish
Vain Countess Bathory
Servant, she comes running
Kneels at Elizabeth's side
Furious ringed hand hits her
Blood droplets seen to fly
Countess wipes her bloody face
And see's the wrinkles gone
Smiles into the mirror
Glad this miracles come along
So begins the nightmare
Beauty's price a hellish flood
Six hundred and fifty children
Each giving all their blood
Girls hanging from the ceiling
To provide a bloody shower
Throats cut by the hundred
Such was Elizabeth's power
Some were kept in cattle stalls
And daily milked of blood
When to death the
The Prayer Of BathoryPrayer 2The Prayer Of Bathory6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Help me, O Clouds.
O Clouds, stay by me.
Let no harm come to me.
Let me remain healthy and invincible.
Send, O send, you powerful Clouds, ninety cats.
I command you, O King of the Cats, I pray you.
May you gather them together,
Even if you are in the mountains,
Or on the waters,
Or on the roofs,
Or on the other side of the ocean.
May these ninety cats appear to tear and destroy
Of kings and princes,
And in the same way
Of teachers and judges,
So they shall harm me not.
Holy Trinity, protect me.
Prayer, part 2 © Elizabeth Bathory
The Dreary Town Of BathoryFrom what most of the world can see,The Dreary Town Of Bathory11 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
It's the dreary town of Bathory.
This town lacks anything interesting,
It's actually quite uninteresting.
What they don't see, with help of their prayers,
Is the world of vampires and slayers.
The blood and loss of emotions are tangible,
Certainly not something that you can just disable.
Lives are lost and lives and spared,
Would you do it if you were dared?
From what most of the world ca see,
It's the dreary town of Bathory.
Bathory...Elizabeth draped in redBathory...8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It dances 'round your form
Silken as it flows
Nectar sweet from flowers dead
Dribbles from your tongue
Streaming down your chin
Between your pale breasts
Indulging in your sin
Bathing gives them life in you
Taking not but giving
Pretties die not wanting life
But living in your feeding.
Countess BathoryFrozen forever in the flower of youth.Countess Bathory8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
What Countess Bathory did to you!
Brought you to your death in the wind and the snow.
She saved you! But you just didn't know..
It could have been the iron maiden for you!
O! What Countess Bathory could DO!
The blood of virgins could keep her young you see!
Blood, would defeat time and set her free!
And you could have been a victim of her rage!
Death! For you were at a tender age!
And the lines of time hadn't settled on you,
Elizabeth was envious of YOU!
For you were young, and of such flesh that was fine!
Unmarred by the claws of ceaseless time!
By then she had found that blood had not sav
Jurnalul ConteseiE noapte si ticaitul ceasului se aude foarte apasator. Cainii latra si trasurile umbla val-vartej catre case. Luna nu apare pe cer intrucat e innorat. Se pare ca maine va ploua tomnatec desi suntem in luna martie. La geamul unei ferestre sta o lumanare groasa si scursa, ce lumineaza tocul aurit al penitei si hartia galbuie ce inghite cerneala. Penita se misca cu viteza fiind animata de o mana firava, alba, cu degete lungi. Mana se misca duios dand nastere la cel mai frumos scris din cate s-a vazut.Jurnalul Contesei5 years ago in Erotic More Like This
La acel birou de langa fereastra nu sta nimeni altcineva decat Contesa ce isi deapana gandurile de peste zi. In fiecare noapte o putem zari la bi
School SucksI am very bored.School Sucks6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I don't like being scored.
Out of luck
Like a Mongul Horde.
'Sit down,Shut up' is all you say.
How can you dictate this day?
To the norm
I will not obey!
Locked up for seven hours.
Fearing higher powers.
Awaiting the screaming showers.
I didn't do it!
Why are you having fit?
This is bullshit.
Sick of codes and regulations.
Nothing but a hypnotizing station.
No ideas,no notations.
The Mirror of Countess BathoryLook into the mirrorThe Mirror of Countess Bathory4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Behind you, blood abounds
Swirling and weaving
Her evil surrounds (you)
Into the darkness you fall
Writhing in misery
Caught in fear of her
Of a life passed away
Into the mirror now
There you will stay
Say her name thrice
Open the door
There she'll appear
Thirsty for more
Trapped in her mirror home
Since past yesterday
She hardly ever comes
Excepting to say
Blood lust for all
Blood on the wall
A veil of dark hatred
Hangs on he
Ch1: Goodbye Bathory High!... or not.Chapter 1: Goodbye Bathory High! ... or not.Ch1: Goodbye Bathory High!... or not.8 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Vlad sat on the front steps of Nelly's old porch. He stared at the clouded sky with a vacant gaze, remembering all the good times he had had in that house. It was all over now. He leaned back against the cold stone of the exterior walls. Apart from Otis, Vlad had no one now. After graduation all his friends had ran off to college, even Henry had left him behind. They called occasionally, but it still felt like they'd abandonned him. And Nelly... Otis was still torn up over her. It was so much to take in all at once and on top of that, he needed to figure out what to do with his life. Vlad stood up
Prayer of Erzsebet Bathory"Come to me clouds.Prayer of Erzsebet Bathory1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
May you rise your soul as an evil storm
Born to rip them open
Let the cover of night
Bear witness and destroy
Who resist so they
Shall harm me not,
Let the blood of many
I pray you."
Lady Bathory's SchoolGive me your virginal maidsLady Bathory's School6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Whose body's unbeaten by age
With breasts riding high
And a soft wistful sigh
Their peasantry I shall assuage
Into my carriage they'll go
Leaving the life that they know
Let their cheeks be ruddy
And their lips be lovely
Else they'll recieve a sharp "NO!"
I will make them Ladies most fair
With pearls on each strand of hair
The very low price
For making them nice
Is that they assist with my care
Don't worry if they do not write
I keep them busy through day and night
And I shall not tarry
In finding them Lords to marry
Just know that they are alright
OH! How many have come through my door
DurereMoartea rasuna in pustiul meuDurere7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Spinii durerii imi strapung trupul,
Suferinta dulce imi canta mereu
Dar nu-mi arata drumul.
Ma atinge usor, pe mana
Intunericul ma imbratiseaza
Sufletul mi-l oboseste
Dar rana ramane treaza
Ma atinge usor, pe trup
Negura timpului ma inconjoara
Ii simt corpul si i-l rup
Il vad gol intaia oara
Suferinta rasuna in trupul meu
Drumul durerii imi strapunge pustiul
Moartea dulce imi canta mereu
Dar nu-mi arata spinii....
Vampire- Powerpuff Girls fanfic-pt 1It was deep winter. The wolves could be heard calling out to the moon. They usually left the people of the village of Cachville alone, choosing to stay within the wilderness of the Little Carpathians mountain range, but with such a long and harsh winter they were circling the village, stealing away and killing anyone foolish enough to step too far out of the man-made confines.Vampire- Powerpuff Girls fanfic-pt 16 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In the Utoni household there used to be three beautiful girls and their two darling parents. But since the Dark Times had arrived, along with permanent snow and cold, the household had shortened down to just two people. A place of humble beauty, a cottage surrounded by
following countess Bathory have you ever felt the wishfollowing countess Bathory3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to have your beauty forever and always?
have you ever wanted
not to get old?
not to get worn?
have you ever...ever?
and would you believe you could actually have it?
would you try if the cost was so big?
so let us throw a party at your place
with lots and lots of innocent girls
and then have some bath afterwards
just like countess Bathory did
let our beauty flourish and bloom
from the power of life and death
let us celebrate life and madness
hand in hand in bloodstained hand