Elizabeth - Beauty of Death Lyrics


The beast passion

Blood. Dead bodies

Fresh graves

Devil in flesh

Hunger. Instinct of the beast

Hunger before blood, before flesh

Her name remembered age

Blood countess-Elizabeth

When dark cools her breath

Beast waits his time

In black palace enter Death

Elizabeth

Wolves teeths on blazon

The royal sort

Torments murder

Execution and tortures

Dark hall in cellar

Shouts and weaping

Ugly executioners

Terror and violence

When dark cools her breath

Beast waits his time

In black palace enter Death

Elizabeth

Death is don’t care not to avoid

Curling irons, pinsers movement

Never were covered by rust-

Only blood

The beautiful girls are doomed

The galley proof between

Torture and execution-No

Death came as relief

Beautiful ice statues with expression

Of  the wild pain and terror on person

The Art persisting artist

The Art Murder. Beauty of Death

Fresh blood. Blood mask

The recipe to eternal youth

The blood shower for countess

Bath with blood

Madness has generated the vamp beginning

Blood is life

She was and Satan and God

Great Elizabeth