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    Follow down the path
    It leads to a circle of houses,
    Where foreigners are not well thought
    And strangers unwelcome to their affairs!
    The villagers (so they said) do heathen rituals


    "Just for a while
    Look through the chimney stack
    Through the mist, aren't you afeared?

    Ajar are the doors
    A smell of rotten woods
    In the mud, aren't you afraid?"

    Solo: Jarpen

    Hidden by the clouds
    A pallid sun on a November day
    An expedition organised
    To go and see what's going on
    The villagers (none of them) weren't seen in town for weeks
    To get provisions as they used to...

    "Just for a while
    Look through the chimney stack
    Through the mist, aren't you afeared?

    Ajar are the doors
    A smell of rotten woods
    In the mud, aren't you afraid?"

    Hearsay called him the 14th, was never born, he's always been
    The sins to expiate in front of him, will be the

    worst part of your dreams!
    (Someone said it is a magic place!)

    Chorus:
    Through the hazy heights, two leagues from Avhon,
    Among the heart of brushwood, aloof from the glances
    Lies a village, built on a clearing
    Thirteen houses, aligned maliciously, and a mansion on a hill
    That mournful light in (the) ground floor window is always lit!


    As they reached the hamlet on the hill
    They found nobody at all! (was anybody there?)
    Faint light in the house (where have they gone?)
    Would they dare to go inside (to go inside)
    When they all returned back home
    They told of uncanny things
    When they all returned back home
    Inside (knock, knock) their souls something's hopelessly gone!


    Jesp Van Cleave, the first found dead, drowned in the stream
    While we was having a bath, "A terrible misfortune,
    Was an incredible and fatal accident!"
    Ichabold De le Fournier, son of the Major, was the second one,
    His horse fell on top of him, the wounds were too serious to be cured.
    One by one the thirteen died, all those who

    had been to that village faced the unknown One!



    One was hanged, the other choked, little by little

    all the townsmen understood
    The Conjuring of the 14th was gliding in the mazes of their lives
    Thirteen souls to replace the old, the evil lifeblood will

    flow in the shadows of their bodies

    Hearsay called him the 14th, was never born, he's always been
    The sins to expiate in front of him, will be the worst part

    of your dreams!
    (Someone said it is a magic place!)

    Chorus:
    Through the hazy heights, two leagues from Avhon,
    Among the heart of brushwood, aloof from the glances
    Lies a village, built on a clearing
    When they went back to the village then, thirteen houses occupied
    Thirteen new inhabitants, whom does he look like?

    Thirteen houses, aligned maliciously, and a mansion on a hill
    That mournful light in (the) ground floor window will be always lit!

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