الكلمات الأصلية
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Please come inside
I’ll make you feel at home
Innocent child
In whitewood you belong
The stars aligned
There is no going back
A sprig of woodbine
And now you have been marked
Lying cold upon the altar stone
13 Candles revealing scenes unknown
Faceless figures and an ancient psalm
Eager to greet this offering of blood
This inn eternal
Resting place for my cursed heart
Unholy night
For you the spirits mass
