From the Brecon Beacons
And now the fear grows
It's retribution
Well, she took her last gasp
A lonely girl
'Cos they're comin' to get you
About the sad and strange account
You'd better watch out
On the cheeks of witches
From the Brecon Beacons
In the darkest reaches
As the fires burn
Of a spiritual nature
She's a duchess
Well, the jury's all still out
There's nowhere to run
While the finger pointed
In the minds of people
You better watch out
You better watch out
From the witches of Brecon
To a local policeman
Well, the jury's all still out
About the sad and strange account
An' there were tiny tears
When the stars are out
'Cos they're comin' to get you, woo
It's retribution
A lonely girl
About the sad and strange account
As the town was sleepin'
From the supernatural
Well, the jury's all still out
From the supernatural
It's retribution
You can't hide
