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
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
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