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In the tomb, remains of the dead

Strange chanting emerges from deep within

At witching hour,

Blood will be shed

The curse is set

And so it begins

Tomb coven comes

Full moon, the only light

Tomb coven is here

Dwelling in the night

They will hunt you and find you anywhere

You can't hide

They will know

Witches in their gossamer gowns

Hunting you down

Wherever you go

Tomb coven comes

Full moon, the only light

Tomb coven is here

Dwelling in the night