Under the arc of a weather stain boards
Ancient and warlords
Come out of the ground, not making a sound
The smell of is all around
And the night when the cold wind blows
No one cares, nobody knows

I don't be buried in a pet sematary
I don't want to live my life again
I don't wanna be buried in a pet sematary
I don't want live my life again

Follow Victor to the sacred place
This ain't a , I can't escape
Molars and fangs, the clicking of bones
Spirits moaning among the
And the night, when the moon is bright
Someone cries, something ain't right

I don't be buried in a pet sematary
I don't want to live my life again
I don't wanna be in a pet sematary
I don't want to live my life again

The is full, the air is still
All of a sudden I feel a chill
Victor is grinning, flesh rotting away
dance, I curse this day
And the night when the cry out
Listen close and you can hear me

I don't wanna be buried in a pet
I don't want to live my life again
I don't be buried in a pet sematary
I don't want to live my again

Oh no, oh no
I don't want to live my life not again, oh no, oh oh
I don't want to live my life not again, oh no no no
I don't want to live my life not again, oh oh