Pet Sematary

Under the arc of aweatherstain boards Ancient goblins, and warlords Come out the ground, notmakinga sound Thesmellofdeathis all around And thenightwhen the cold wind blows No one cares,nobodyknows I don`t want to beburiedin a pet cemetery I don`t want to live my life again I don`t want to beburiedin a pet cemetery I don`t want to live my life again FollowVictorto thesacredplace This ain`t a dream, I can`t escape Molars and fangs, theclickingof bones Spiritsmoaningamong the tombstones And the night, when the moon is bright Someone cries,somethingain`t right I don`t want to beburiedin a pet cemetery I don`t want to live my life again I don`t want to beburiedin a pet cemetery I don`t want to live my life again The moon is full, the air is still All of thesuddenI feel a chain Victor is grinning,fleshisrottingaway Skeletons dance, Icursethis day And thenightwhen thewolvescry out Listencloseand you can hear me shout I don`t want to beburiedin a pet cemetery I don`t want to live my life again I don`t want to beburiedin a pet cemetery I don`t want to live my life 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 Don`t want to live my life, not again