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Under the arc of a weather stain boards
Ancient goblins
And warlords
Come out the ground
Not making a sound
The smell of death is all around
And the night when the cold wind blows
No one cares
Nobody knows
I don't want to be buried in a pet sematary
I don't want to live my life again
I don't want to be buried in a pet sematary
I don't want to live my life again
Follow victor to the sacred place
This ain't a dream
I can't escape
Molars and fangs
The clicking of bones
Spirits moaning among the tombstones
And the night
When the moon is bright
Someone cries
Something ain't right
I don't want to be buried in a pet sematary
I don't want to live my life again
I don't want to be buried in a pet sematary
I don't want to live my life again
The moon is full
The air is still
All of the sudden I feel a chain
Victor is grinning
Flesh rotting away
Skeletons dance
I curse this day
And the night when the wolves cry out
Listen close and you can hear me shout
I don't want to be buried in a pet sematary
I don't want to live my life again
I don't want to be buried in a pet sematary
I don't want to live my life again
Oh
No
Oh
No
I don't want to live my life again
Oh
No
Oh
Oh
I don't want to live my life again
Oh
No
No
No
I don't want to live my life again
Oh
Oh
