The moon is outside but it can't get in
  Almost dead from his nightly sin
  Jonathan is deep asleep, a perfect time... to visit the heep
  
  Down the halllway to the lair, down down the slippery stairs
  Abigail is in the crypt, a lantern in her hand
  
  The secret of the crypt
  A coffing made for a child, wondering who is inside
  Oh Abigail... and off comes the lid
  
  The smell is sick
  Mummified infront on its side
  A name was cut deep in the lid with a knife
  And it said: Abigail
  
  A silvery necklace was round the mummy's neck
  It had wings and was sharpened round the edge
  "What are you doing here", Henry had come in unseen
  
  Abigail pulled on the necklace and the little mummy's head
  Was separated clean from it's tiny neck
  Then up up up, up into his throat
  Twisting and turning it, oh she couldn't stop
  
  Brandon Henry was going down in a pool of blood
  He was on the ground
  
  There's an eerie glow in the crypt down below
  Mummified infant on its side
  "Gotta go... gotta run... I'll be back for you Little One"
  
  In the crypt Abigail's twin is searching for a home
  Abigail's twin is searching for her Mom
  But Mommy's in the floor and it's made of stone
  Her mommy's in the floor and she doesn't know
  Oh she doesn't know, she doesn't know
  Will she ever know.........