"Thirteen Autumns And A Widow" as written by Stuart Anstis, Nicholas Andrew Barker, Dani Davey, Robin Mark Eaglestone, Gianpiero Guiseppe Piras and Keith Leslie Smith....
Spawned wanton like blight on an auspicious night
Her eyes betrayed spells of the moon's eerie light
A disquieting gaze forever ghosting far seas
Bled white and dead, Her true mother was fed
To the ravenous wolves that the elements led
From crag-jagged mountains that seemingly grew in unease

Through the maw of the woods, a black carriage was drawn
Flanked by barbed lightning that hissed of the storm
(Gilded in crests of Carpathian breed)
Bringing slaves to the sodomite for the new-born
On that eve when the Countess' own came deformed
A tragedy crept to the name Bathory

Elizabeth christened, no paler a rose
Grew so dark as this sylph
None more cold in repose
Yet Her beauty spun webs
Round hearts a glance would betroth

She feared the light
So when She fell like a sinner to vice
Under austere, puritanical rule
She sacrificed
Mandragora like virgins to rats in the wall
But after whipangels licked prisoners, thralled
Never were Her dreams so maniacally cruel
(And possessed of such delights)
For ravens winged Her nightly flights
Of erotica
Half spurned from the pulpit
Torments to occur
Half learnt from the cabal of demons
In Her
Her walk went to voodoo
To see Her own shadow adored
At mass without flaw
Though inwards She abhored
Not Her coven of suitors
But the stare of their Lord

"I must avert mine eyes to hymns
For His gaze brings dogmas to my skin
He knows that I dreamt of carnal rites
With Him undead for three long nights"

Elizabeth listened
No sermons intoned
Dragged such guilt to Her door
Tombed Her soul with such stone
For She swore the Priest sighed
When She knelt down to atone

She feared the light
So when She fell
Like a sinner to vice
Under austere, puritanical rule
She sacrificed
Her decorum as chaste
To this wolf of the cloth
Pouncing to haunt
Her confessional box
Forgiveness would come
When Her sins were washed off
By rebaptism in white

The looking glass cast Belladonna wreaths
'Pon the grave of Her innocence
Her hidden face spat murder
From a whisper to a scream
All sleep seemed cursed
In Faustian verse
But there in orgiastic Hell
No horrors were worse
Than the mirrored revelation
The She kissed the Devil's phallus
By Her own decree

So with windows flung wide to the menstrual sky
Solstice Eve She fled the castle in secret
A daughter of the storm, astride Her favourite nightmare
On winds without prayer
Stigmata still wept between Her legs
A cold bloodedness which impressed new hatreds
She sought the Sorceress
Through the snow and dank woods to the sodomite's lair

Nine twisted fates threw hewn bone die
For the throat of Elizabeth
Damnation won and urged the moon
In soliloquy to gleam
Twixt the trees in shafts
To ghost a path
Past the howl of buggered nymphs
In the sodomite's grasp
To the forest's vulva
Where the witch scholared Her
In even darker themes

"Amongst philtres and melissas
Midst the grease of strangled men
And eldritch truths, elder ill-omen
Elizabeth came to life again"

And under lacerations of dawn She returned
Like a flame unto a deathshead
With a promise to burn
Secrets brooded as She rode
Through mist and marsh to where they showed
Her castle walls wherein the restless
Counted carrion crows

She awoke from a fable to mourning
Church bells wringing Her madly from sleep
Tolled by a priest, self castrated and hung
Like a crimson bat 'neath the belfry
The biblical prattled their mantras
Hexes six-tripled their fees
But Elizabeth laughed, thirteen Autumns had passed
And She was a widow from god and His wrath, finally


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"Thirteen Autumns and a Widow" as written by Gianpiero Guiseppe Piras Dani Davey

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    General Commenti always called them cradle of piss... they're as fake as the every other "goth" out there
    vpipkton May 10, 2002   Link
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    General Commenteat shit and die..
    who gives a fuck if they're "goth".. cradle of filth is real. see them live and you'll know.
    x bloody kisses xon June 08, 2002   Link
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    General CommentCradle Of Filth are the best band going! vpipkt can suck these nuts!!!
    Cravin More Headon July 02, 2002   Link
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    General CommentBrilliance...
    dillingerescapeplanon July 05, 2002   Link
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    General Commentfuck you vpipkt you're nothing if you could say that about COF , they fuckin rule!!!
    518nyhcon August 04, 2002   Link
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    General Commenti feel that this song is about elizabeth bathory and her transform into a "vampire." and as for vpipkt, that moron obviously doesnt know real music if it kicked him in the ass!!!he probably thinks orgy and marilyn manson is real goth music.
    SaTaNsWiZaRd0666on August 19, 2002   Link
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    General Commentnope, your wrong. it's about a girl (elizabeth) who is 13 (13 autumns) who goes to confession one day and gets raped by the preist but she likes it. so now it her until she goes out to find the nastiest sex ever, the sodomy lair isn't even good enough for her and she ends up giving the devil a blow job. the next day she is waken by church bells and she has the preist who reped her hung and casterated "and she was widowed from god and his wrath finally." it drove her mad enough that the preist who raped her made her hate god for what he did, she was raped in his own house and is with the devil now
    daitheflu64on August 23, 2002   Link
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    General CommentI would say daithe has it right. Brilliant lyrics, gotta love the old english poetic style.
    dillingerescapeplanon March 08, 2003   Link
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    General CommentFollowing in the tale of Elizabeth Bathory, this song is about Elizabeth finally freed of her husband's bondage. She is now free to begin her horriffic killing spree.
    Nevermortalon April 23, 2003   Link
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    General CommentWow, you people get really defensive when somebody makes a comment that you don't like. Anyhoot, this song's...not one of my favourites. It's good 'n all, but, I donno. It just doesn't hit me as much as the other songs do.
    Outlandon April 25, 2003   Link

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