Song Lyrics
all of a sudden i feel a chill
And warlords, i curse this day, flesh rotting away
I don t want to be buried in a pet sematary, follow victor to the sacred place, ancient goblins
I don t want to be buried in a pet sematary, i can t escape Pet, and warlords
I don t want to be buried in a pet sematary, something ain t right
Not making a sound, under the arc of a weather stain boards Sematary, and warlords
Something ain t right, all of a sudden i feel a chill Ramones, all of a sudden i feel a chill
Victor is grinning, victor is grinning Sematary, i don t want to live my life again
Come out of the ground, and the night when the wolves cry out
Not making a sound, come out of the ground Sematary, ancient goblins
Come out of the ground, when the moon is bright
I don t want to be buried in a pet sematary, molars and fangs
ancient goblins
this ain t a dream
listen close and you can hear me shout
When the moon is bright, nobody knows, the clicking of bones
I can t escape, follow victor to the sacred place
follow victor to the sacred place
Follow victor to the sacred place, i don t want to live my life again, i don t want to be buried in a pet sematary
Nobody knows, listen close and you can hear me shout, i don t want to live my life again
Not making a sound, i don t want to live my life again, the smell of death is all around
All of a sudden i feel a chill, i don t want to be buried in a pet sematary
Flesh rotting away, skeletons dance
listen close and you can hear me shout
Victor is grinning, come out of the ground
i don t want to be buried in a pet sematary
Follow victor to the sacred place, the moon is full, the clicking of bones
follow victor to the sacred place
I don t want to live my life again, i don t want to be buried in a pet sematary
the smell of death is all around
the air is still
this ain t a dream
Spirits moaning among the tombstones, someone cries
the moon is full
molars and fangs
And the night when the cold wind blows, nobody knows, spirits moaning among the tombstones
Victor is grinning, nobody knows
someone cries
Molars and fangs, and warlords
and the night
the clicking of bones
And warlords, under the arc of a weather stain boards
I don t want to be buried in a pet sematary, under the arc of a weather stain boards
Molars and fangs, this ain t a dream Ramones, the smell of death is all around
ancient goblins
and the night when the cold wind blows
I don t want to be buried in a pet sematary, this ain t a dream
Under the arc of a weather stain boards, i don t want to live my life again Sematary, all of a sudden i feel a chill