Bathory Born For Burning
Dedicated to the witch Marrigje Ariens Born 1521, Burned 1591 in Schoonhoven, Holland Haunting the cloudless black sky Braver at night Hidden as the lips of her cunt She is keeping out of sight Dark as her closed eyelids Her secret She comes to you with a serpent's kiss She has the power to foresee She don't fear the flames She smile at the fire Whisper the words of spell Without fear without fright BORN FOR BURNING... She can't feel the pain She gaze at the sky In the greedy flames will burn tonight The beauty burning Like the moon at harvest Her seared flesh falling apart And feed the hungry flames Where the flame still bite her thigh is not afraid to die She will burn again tonight (she will always burn) But her spirit shall survive...
