Pet Sematary (Darkness Michelle)

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 dont want to be buried in a Pet Sematary I dont want to live my life again, I dont want to be buried in a Pet Sematary I dont want to live my life again. Follow victor to the sacred place This aint a dream, I cant escape Molars and fangs, the clicking of bones, Spirits moaning among the tombstones, And the night, when the moon is bright, Someone cries, something aint right. I dont want to be buried in a Pet Sematary I dont want to live my life again, I dont want to be buried in a Pet Sematary I dont 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 dont want to be buried in a Pet Sematary I dont want to live my life again, I dont want to be buried in a Pet Sematary I dont want to live my life again.