Elizabeth Báthory Poem by Kristallpreis Smile.

Elizabeth Báthory

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*This Is My Favorite.*
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She sits infront of her broken mirror staring at her shattered soul. As she disfigures her face, She pounders, which girl today?
Such Carnage
She has no emotion, her beauty and age are her devotions. Her house is so deviod even with the girls bodys and everything destroyed.
What carnage.
The girls bow to her She causes them pain that is unreal. She murmors her curse and picks out her first.She ravages the poor girl. Her body will lay and decay.
Such Carnage.
She cuts the girls hands.Laughing at her chance.She bites her flesh bathing in the rest. She hangs her body on the hooks. The girl is opened like a book. Her blood slowly dripping into her tub.
Elizabeth gets undressed, Exposing her breast. She bathes in the virgins blood.She soaks for hours. Burning flowers.
What Fckin Carnage.
-Written By-
Kristallpreis™

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