Lirik Lagu Conjuring Of The 14th - Elvenking
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Follow down the pathIt leads to a circle of houses,Where foreigners are not well thought,And strangers unwelcome to their affairsThe villagers (so they said) do heathen rituals
"Just for a whileLook through the chimney stackThrough the mist, aren't you afeared?
Ajar are the doorsA smell of rotten woodIn the mud, aren't you afraid?"
Hidden by the cloudsA pallid sun on a November dayAn expedition organisedTo go and see what's going onThe villagers (none of them) weren't seen in town for weeksTo get provisions as they used to
"Just for a whileLook through the chimney stackThrough the mist, aren't you afeared?
Ajar are the doorsA smell of rotten woodIn the mud, aren't you afraid?"
Hearsay called him the 14th, was never born, he's always beenThe sins to expiate in front of him, will be the worst part of your dreams!(Someone said it is a magic place!)
Through the hazy heights, two leagues from AvhonAmong the heart of brushwood, aloof from the glancesLies a village, built on a clearingThirteen houses, aligned maliciously, and a mansion on a hillThat mournful light in the floor window is always lit!
As they reached the hamlet on the hillThey 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- they toldOf uncanny thingsWhen they all returned back home, inside- knock, knockTheir souls something's hopelessly gone!
Jesp Van Cleave, the first found dead, drowned in the streamwhile 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 curedOne by one the thirteen died;
"Just for a whileLook through the chimney stackThrough the mist, aren't you afeared?
Ajar are the doorsA smell of rotten woodIn the mud, aren't you afraid?"
Hidden by the cloudsA pallid sun on a November dayAn expedition organisedTo go and see what's going onThe villagers (none of them) weren't seen in town for weeksTo get provisions as they used to
"Just for a whileLook through the chimney stackThrough the mist, aren't you afeared?
Ajar are the doorsA smell of rotten woodIn the mud, aren't you afraid?"
Hearsay called him the 14th, was never born, he's always beenThe sins to expiate in front of him, will be the worst part of your dreams!(Someone said it is a magic place!)
Through the hazy heights, two leagues from AvhonAmong the heart of brushwood, aloof from the glancesLies a village, built on a clearingThirteen houses, aligned maliciously, and a mansion on a hillThat mournful light in the floor window is always lit!
As they reached the hamlet on the hillThey 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- they toldOf uncanny thingsWhen they all returned back home, inside- knock, knockTheir souls something's hopelessly gone!
Jesp Van Cleave, the first found dead, drowned in the streamwhile 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 curedOne by one the thirteen died;
