The Wrath of Satan's Whore

Into the noblest blood the Master's seed was sown Married to gain Hungary's throne Evil's incarnation, supreme in her day Her deeds beyond words to her people's dismay More than six times a hundred maidens fair Lured into the countess' castle unaware Dark lady of Hungary obsessed by blood The virgins trapped in Hell cries in vain to God Shed your blood oh virgins pure To feed the wrath of Satan's whore You've been chosen to let your blood To make the mistress live for evermore Gallons of blood she took for vampiric abuse And for years nobody dared to accuse But too many virgins vanished on her road to despair Butchered by cruel servants in the countess' lair Parents wailing while their daughters disappear Her people for ages dwelt in terror and fear Until at last she was caught and tried Convicted and lacking her bloody diet she died Cut off the source of virgins pure Who fed the wrath of Satan's whore Yet deep within her castle's endless halls Linger still Erzsébet's desperate calls

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 06, 2026