Lyrics:

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