A dark haired beauty of tender years <br />Is touched by evil and kindles fears <br />A malignant force runs through her veins <br />A soulless shell as blood she rains <br />Fair servant girls she does enslave <br />Tortured and bleed in ways depraved <br /> <br />In her huge castle of broken mirrors, <br />Where screams are concealed in it’s terror, <br />Her accursed desire stirs everyday. <br />As drinking blood lets her outstay. <br />Old skin renewed in the bloody baths. <br />The innocent saturated by her wrath. <br /> <br />Teeth rip and tear as flesh she devours <br />650 died to engorge youthful powers <br />Buckets of blood ran across her floor <br />Like waves lapping against evil’s shore <br />Wickedness built its roots in the air <br />Forsaken, by her deeds, was the snare, <br /> <br />To be forever the darkness bride, <br />No matter how hard she had tried <br />Hate blocked her way to forgiveness <br />Surrounded by bloody madness <br />When girls she picked from nobility <br />Authorities approached with hostility<br /><br />T.James Becker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-blood-countess-elizabeth-bathory/
