Текст:
Count de LaFey uncovered his cheating wife
Nine months of loving and sharing
Oh, it was a bastard child!
How could he have been so blind?!
"No bastard baby will inherit what's mine!"
Another one of her affairs had left him in despair
So he pushed her down the stairs to die
"No!" she cried
In 1777, on the 7th Day of July
The Countess broke her neck,
And the embryo came out dead
Then he burned his beloved wife,
And the embryo he gave a name
"Abigail, you must rest in shame!
Rest in shame!"
Obsessed
With a strange idea,
He wanted to mummify
The girl for the future to find and he did
So he pushed her down the stairs to die
"No!" she cried
In 1777, on the 7th Day of July
Nine months of loving and sharing
Oh, it was a bastard child!
How could he have been so blind?!
"No bastard baby will inherit what's mine!"
Another one of her affairs had left him in despair
So he pushed her down the stairs to die
"No!" she cried
In 1777, on the 7th Day of July
The Countess broke her neck,
And the embryo came out dead
Then he burned his beloved wife,
And the embryo he gave a name
"Abigail, you must rest in shame!
Rest in shame!"
Obsessed
With a strange idea,
He wanted to mummify
The girl for the future to find and he did
So he pushed her down the stairs to die
"No!" she cried
In 1777, on the 7th Day of July
