The 7th Day Of July 1777
Count de LaFey uncovered his cheating Wife
9 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
The 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
9 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
The 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