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The time has come to lay to rest this lifeless body in the crypts
An unseen hand lays upon him, It's the hand of the Churchyard Watcher!
Beware the sound, of the church bell
Ringing thirteen times

His spirit is summoned to watch the dead
To tend to all in their graves
Forbidden to leave this hallowed ground
Until another passes away

Better watch your back!

Hear the watcher, coming closer
You can hear his cart down the lane
Chill in the air, when he is near
Stay out of his reach or fall prey
Fall to his touch and you're out of luck
For his scythe will cut you in half
You'll be the next to walk this land
And be cursed until the next death

I AM ANKOU! I'VE COME FOR YOU
OHHH NO!

The corpse has now turned to dust
A lifeless figure appears
Feel the touch upon your chest
It's the curse of the Churchyard Watcher!

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