Send me the lyrics of Jay Chou's William Castle, thank you!

The count's grave was covered with vines. The castle is bare and overgrown with weeds. The fat witch who can't ride a broom said a spell in Latin. La la la. Her black cat laughs as if crying. She uses a crystal ball to predict people's lives. She said that when the sun shines into the church at three o'clock in the afternoon, you can know whether you were a werewolf or a bat castle owner in your previous life.