Pet Semetary

Pet Semetary Waking up in the box at six am in the mornin' I'm six feet deep in the sematary where they bury me Moaning in pain I'm kicking the box until I break the f*** out and I'm swimming through the dirt with my brain exposed I got revenge to seek out and I finally get my hands up on the ground and pull myself up And now all I see around me is the living dead now woken up We stumble across the ground and through the fog You can see us, see us The SCHEMAPOSSE [?]