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


Chorus:


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


Chorus:

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

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
Can hear me shout


I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary
I don't want to live my life again


Chorus:


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
No no
Oh no

I don't want to live my life
Not again
Oh no no no no