Countess Bathory

(início)

From: M C Vic Naughty
Date: Fri, 1 Dec 1995 15:29:36 -0500 (EST)
Transcribed from album "Black Metal" (1982)
Words and music by Conrad Lant and Jeff Dunn
Transcribed by Mark Vignati (*)
Tune guitar down three half-steps (to C#)
Note for rhythms: entire song in 4/4. timing for notes indicated
above notes: q=quarter note, e=eighth note, s=sixteenth, etc.
notes to PM (Palm Mute) are UNDER the staff, as are lyrics.
Intro - Guitar w/dist. & chorus   (Bass enters on repeat)

(Drums enter)

Pre-Verse:

Verse:

  Welcoming the virgins fair         In the castle known to all,
   to live a noble life . . .            the Count's infernal wife.

  She invites the peasants there       But when evening spreads its wings
    with endless lavish foods . . .       she rapes them of their blood.
Chorus:

      C o u n t e s s - - - - - - ->

     B a t h o r y - - - - - - - - >
Pre-verse (see above)
Verse 2 (see music above, add'l lyrics below)
Chorus (see above)
Bridge:

 ____________________      ____________________
/ 1.-3.                   /  4.
   w        h   h         w        h   h         w          (w)

Interlude:

 ___________________
/ 1.

 ____________________
/ 2.

Chorus (see above)
Pre-Verse (see above)
Verse 3 (see music above, add'l lyrics below)
Chorus (see above)
Bass Solo/Ending:

 ____________________      ____________________
/ 1.-3.                   /  4.
                                                 trem      end on
   w        h   h         free time ------>      pick---------------|        cue

Additional lyrics
2.  All day long the virgins sit
    and feast on endless meals
    The Countess Bath'ry sips her wine
    Her skin doth crack and peel
    But when night time fills the air
    One must pay the price
    The Countess takes her midnight bath
    With blood that once gave life
3.  Living in her self-styled hell
    The Countess dressed in black
    Life so distant death so near
    No blood to turn thy bath
    The castle walls are closing in
    She's crippled now with age
    She welcomes death with open arms
    The reaper turns the page

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M C Vic - "That which does not kill me better run like hell."
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