Released on March 20, 2020

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[Intro: Sematary & Ghost Mountain]

Damn, what the fuck?!

What's up, bro?

See some hogs over there

Yeah, turn up!

Ahhhhh


[Chorus: Sematary]

In the hills posted up like some hogs, man

You know we the Haunted Mound, we them dogs, man

Watch out for them fucking hogs, man

We stay in our forest, we always watching

In the hills posted up like some hogs, man

Dogs howling at the moon in the darkness

We them Haunted Mound hogs, man

Stay up outta here 'fore it get gory


[Verse 1: Sematary]

Seen you fucking with them opps

Sharpened horns, we them hogs

Get the fuck away from us

Fuckboy, we don't wanna talk

Off that Red Bull, vodka

I just bought a nail gun

You gon' die just like that bitch from Terabithia

I be eating Big Mac, gobbling Kit Kat

I got work gloves, Scream mask, and a spiked bat

S-K-I-N-walker, decompose you into ash

B-L-A-air witcher in the corner, feel my wrath

We don't like no-fucking-body, hogs staying in the pack

Roaming in the crooked forest, you'd better run fast

We got real feral hate, hogs desecrate your grave

Do not forgive me, I am not sorry, Grave Man


[Chorus: Sematary]

In the hills posted up like some hogs, man

You know we the Haunted Mound, we them dogs, man

Watch out for them fucking hogs, man

We stay in our forest, we always watching

In the hills posted up like some hogs, man

Dogs howling at the moon in the darkness

We them Haunted Mound hogs, man

Stay up outta here 'fore it get gory


[Verse 2: Ghost Mountain]

Fat bull horns on the hood, Ford highboy

Sledge hammer, bolt stunner for ya fuck boys

Timberlands tracking mud in your house

Cross the Rainbow Bridge, welcome to the Haunted Mound

Lock stock smoking, double barrel, I'm the hatchet man

Devastated living state of being real dead pan

Häxan witchcraft, midnight skin graft

Hogs sleeping, slaughter in the 'sty with a pig mask

Jersey Devil in the pines, don't look my way

Claw hammer like Oldboy, all day

We ride at dawn, posted up, wild boar

We will fucking hunt you down like a turkey in the corn


[Chorus: Sematary]

In the hills posted up like some hogs, man

You know we the Haunted Mound, we them dogs, man

Watch out for them fucking hogs, man

We stay in our forest, we always watching

In the hills posted up like some hogs, man

Dogs howling at the moon in the darkness

We them Haunted Mound hogs, man

Stay up outta here 'fore it get gory