Some enchanted graveyard,
There may dwell a ghoul;
There may dwell a ghoul
Inside a crumbled tomb.
And therefore you know,
You know even then,
That someday you will scream
Again and again.
In some enchanted graveyard
Something may be laughing.
You may hear it laughing
From in a crumbled tomb,
And night after night,
As strange as it seems,
The sound of laughter
Will echo your screams.
Who can explain it?
Who can tell you why?
Ghouls make you promises;
Believers always die.
Some enchanted graveyard
Where you hear it call you,
When you hear it call you,
From in a crumbled tomb;
Then fly from the scene
And head for your home.
Oh, flee for your life
From this twilight zone.
Once you have met it.
It’ll never let you go.
Once you have met it.
It’ll never let you go.
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