Pet cemetery

Under the arch of weather stained walls
Ancient Goblins and warlords
Come of the ground
Not making a sound
And tonight when the cold wind blows
Nobody cares, nobody knows

I don´t want to be buried
In a pet cemetery
I don´t want to live my life again

Someone cries, something ain´t right

The Moon is full, the air is still
All over sudden I feel the chill
Victor is grinning, flesh rotting away
Skeletons dance, I can´t still stay
And tonight when the wolves crie out
Listen girls, and you will hear me shout