BATHORY 

bathory

Long long time ago

The day when the times were wrong

Winter with no shadow of sun

No light would impale the mist

Harsh tale of misunderstood gist

A story I heard about’ her

My thoughts started to crown her

Sometimes in darker days and moonless night

Where she allegedly committed

So heinous crimes

It’s hard to even talk about

“Most prolific murderess of all time “

Tortured so many girls and hanged

Their ghost dangles from the branch

Not such a dearly place to live

“A place where the sun scarcely ever shines”

Those blue sapphire eyes

Spellbinding beautiful skin

I was flummoxed in her presence

All her smell were for my amusement

Her entire fortune of beauty up for an auction

I hesitated to stand before her

For fear that she would read my thoughts

I strangled my emotions

But it came out emotionally

Her cheeks grown flushed

Shy and trembling

Through the corner of her lucid eyes

One thing kept resembling

The perceptive thoughts of mine

Stepped out of my mind

Longing for salvation

They carried so much burden

That they could infect your heart

That disease have no cure

It would tear you apart

(part-1)

 to be continued…

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Devoted death of thy beauties

Devoted death of thy beauties 


Imagine yourself at the dreamland of demand

Where uh are the creator and got all hands 

False night & true morning 

Dark sunrise, bright foolin’

The sun rises in the sky
And clouds floats so slowly

Love is part of a bible (I heard)

And a unexplainable theory
Thy beautiful faces lying naked in ground

Surround by rumour

Oh! No thats a crowd 

In a longway run very much to get bound
An amorous behavoiur of girls

Presentin amok slightly

The running water of river 

Walkin so quitly 
The nature somtime rumble upon my dream

Even these beauties are dead  still my imagination is clean 

I plight to be forever

But my lord isn’t happy 

Though I got plenty of time 

Still my weight to the world is heavy 
The beautiful angels of dene

Are likely to be deadpan

Ofcourse this babel is callouse 

My dreams never understand 
My heart is capacious 

Distracted by bene 

Though the bone to the muscle of the mind 

are trying to disband my chains
Yes im plucky and naught

Still m mourn 

Yeap my times are hard 

So I let my body burn

 

Thy beautiful  nature 

Thy beautiful trees 

Thy painful eyes 

My heart beautiful then thee
Main theme is long

Tormented life 

Unspoken words of story 

My only debut song 

Rising towards the glory