Lyrics:
1 - 2 - 3 - 4Under the arc of a weather stain boardsAncient goblins, and warlordsCome out of the ground, not making a soundThe smell of death is all aroundAnd the night when the moon is aboveIn my grass pickin' up ratsI don't want to be buried in a pet semataryI don't want to live my life again(Repeat)I follow Victor to the sacred placeThis ain't a dream, I can't escapeMolars and fangs, the clicking of bonesSpirits moaning among the tombstonesAnd the night, when the moon is brightSomeone cries, something ain't rightI don't want to be buried in a pet semataryI don't want to live my life again(Repeat)OhThe moon is full, the air is stillAll of a sudden I feel a chillVictor is grinning, flesh rotting awaySkeletons dance, I curse this dayAnd the night when the wolves cry outListen close and you can hear me shoutI don't want to be buried in a pet semataryI don't want to live my life again(Repeat)I don't want to live my life not again (2x)