Tytuł: Pet sematary
- Wykonawca: Rammstein
- Wy¶wietleń: 200
Under the arc of a weather stain board,
Ancient goblins, and warlords,
Come out of the ground, not make a sound,
The smell of death is all around,
And the night is here and the cold wind blows,
No one cares and nobody knows.
I don't wanna be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don't want to live my life again.
I don't wanna 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 as the clicking of bones,
Spirits moaning among the tombstones,
And the night is come and the moon is bright,
Someone cries and something ain't right.
CHORUS
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.
I don't wanna be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don't want to live my life again.
I don't wanna be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don't want to live my life again, oh no, oh no
I don't want to live my life again, oh no, oh oh,
I don't want to live my life again, oh no no no
I don't want to live my life again, oh oh
