Pet Sematary

Under the arc of a weather stain boards
Ancient goblins and warlords
Come out of 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 dont want to be buried in a pet cemetery
I dont want to live my life again
I dont want to be buried in a pet cemetery
I dont want to live my life again
Follow Victor to the sacred place
This aint a dream, I cant escape
Molars and fangs, the clicking of bones
Spirits moaning among the tombstones
And the night, when the moon is bright
Someone cries, something aint right
The moon is full, the air is still
All of a sudden I feel a chill
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 dont want to be buried in a pet cemetery
I dont want to live my life again
I dont want to be buried in a pet cemetery
I dont want to live my life again, oh no, oh no
I dont want to live my life again, oh no , oh oh
I dont want to live my life again, oh no no no
I dont want to live my life again, oh oh