Bury me out in the back
Desert scape, left rottin' in a broken shack (In a broken shack)
Nothing left, but the hum crawlin' out the hills
Take me south, red house with the open fields
See them in the headlights on the empty road
Death Valley, man-eating like Tsavo
Skin dashboard, bones on the console
Catch you with my cutter, bury you behind the school
Haunted Mound
Candles lifted when we come around
Scarecrows at the impound
4 a.m. when we take the town
Sematary and Ghost Mound
Sunset across the fairground
Night cry out, no time now
This is Grave House, boy, it's what we about