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Virgin thirteen

Escaped his hand

The count was sentenced to death

For ritualistic crimes

Execution day

He vowed to avenge his death

Drawn and quartered by public display

The remains were burned away

35 years pass

He returned from the grave

To kill the one

That watched him die

The count needs the blood

Of the baroness

Lured by the spell

She traveled to his castle

Forest of corpses and hanging limbs

Did not stop her fate

Potion made from blood

Taken from the victim

Must be complete

To gain immortal life

There is no way out

Of this horrible place

Caught in his web

In the dungeon of death

Potion made from blood

Taken from the victim

Must be complete

To gain immortal life

Watch out!!!

Castle, of Count Sadist

Castle, of Count Sadist

Baroness, in chains

Is now the sacrifice

The pit and pendulum swings

The hour glass runs dry

Time of offerings here