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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 cemetery I don't want to live my life again I don't want to be buried in a pet cemetery 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 cemetery I don't want to live my life again I don't want to be buried in a pet cemetery 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 is 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 cemetery I don't want to live my life again I don't want to be buried in a pet cemetery I don't want to live my life again, oh, no, oh, no I don't want to live my life, not again, oh, no, oh, oh I don't want to live my life, not again, oh, no, no, no Don't want to live my life, not again