Keripik rebus menghela napas
As Death left impressing
Saat Death meninggalkan kesan
His crest of cold tears on the Countess
Puncak air matanya yang dingin di Countess
Benighted like ill-fated Usher
Benhered seperti Usher yang naas
The House of Bathory shrouded
Rumah Bathory diselimuti
‘Neath griefs dark facade
‘Duka neath fasad gelap
If only I could have wept
Kalau saja aku bisa menangis
In mourning by Her side
Dalam berkabung di sisi-Nya
I would have clasped Her so tight
Aku akan menggenggamnya erat-erat
Like storm-beached Aphrodite
Seperti Aphrodite yang terserang badai
Drowned on Kytherean tides
Tenggelam di Kytherean pasang surut
And Kissed Her
Dan Menciumnya
For from Her alone
Karena dari dia sendiri
My lips would have known
Bibirku pasti sudah tahu
Enigmas of shadowy vistas
Teka-teki pemandangan bayangan
Where pleasures took flesh
Dimana kesenangan mengambil daging
And pain, remorseless
Dan rasa sakit, tanpa ampun
Came freezing the breath
Tiba membeku nafas
Of raucous life hushed unto whispers
Dari kehidupan parau diam berbisik
Benighted.
Kemalaman.
Inhaling the pale waning moonlight that crept
Menghirup sinar bulan memudar yang pucat yang merayap
Through the crypt of Her Lord who so lucidly slept
Melalui ruang bawah tanah Tuhannya yang sangat teliti tidur
Benighted.
Kemalaman.
Exhaling the wail of black widowhood’s toll
Mengulurkan tangisan korban janda hitam
Waxing eternal night entered Her soul
Waxing malam abadi memasuki jiwanya