Bathory

She spilled the blood of others
For her own personal gain
Obsessed with her own beauty and youth
So selfish and so vain

The girls would obey her commands
Then meet a bloody end
They would be free to do as they please
Never again

But her children didn't cower
No fear in their eyes
They didn't know of her sadistic hobby
She simply told them lies

Then one day her ego came in
She felt she needed more
The peasants weren't enough
Though they had been before

She tricked young girls
Of a higher social class
She taught them a little
Then drank from their glass

The parents noticed the missing children
Blamed her for them all
No one would defend the Countess
She was forced to take a fall

Was she lucky to be saved from death?
Forever locked in a tiny room
She stayed until her final day
Enveloped in her gloom

She never admitted to these
Most gruesome and horrific crimes
Was she truly guilty?
Her secrets lost to the passing of time