Well they found the body down on Brecon Beacons
There were tiny tears on the cheeks of witches
Well the jury´s all still out
About the sad and strange account
And now the fear grows in the minds of people
As the fires burn in the darkest reaches
Well the jury´s all still out
About the sad and strange account
Of a lonely girl from the Brecon Beacons
It´s retubution from the supernatural
You better watch out cos they´re coming to get you, woo

Well she took her last gasp as the town was sleeping
While the finger pointed to a local policeman
Well the jury´s all still out
About the sad and strange account
Of a lonely girl from the Brecon Beacons
It´s retubution from the supernatural
You better watch out cos they´re coming to get you
When the stars are out there´s nowhere to run
You can´t hide from the witches of Brecon

She´s the Duchess

It´s retubution of a spiritual nature
You´d better watch out cos they´re coming to get you, woo