[Intro: Sematary]

Ahh

[Chorus: Ghost Mountain]

I'm the Wickerman, I am made of pain

Runnin' up a hill in the rain

Got red dot pointed at your brain

Ghost Mountain gon' keep it in range

Wickerman, I am made of pain

I'm the wagoner, creepin' down the way

Trench knife, got the wartime blade

Sematary gon' put you in the grave

[Verse 1: Ghost Mountain]

Living out a hearse, come ride with me

Cry out my name from the trees

Scars on me, call it surgery

Hit the lights, no emergency

I'll fly with you

Pins and needles fill my room

Tryna feel nothing

Take me out and show me pain

[Chorus: Ghost Mountain & Sematary]

I'm the Wickerman, I am made of pain

Runnin' up a hill in the rain

Got red dot pointed at your brain

Ghost Mountain gon' keep it in range

Wickerman, I am made of pain (Ahh)

I'm the wagoner, creepin' down the way

Trench knife, got the wartime blade (Ahhhh)

Sematary gon' put you in the grave

[Verse 2: Sematary]

I'm a normal boy, I'm a normal kid

But if you try, turn you to a Skellington

Blood all over me, damn, I tried again

But I'm still alive, stay rocking 'til the end

I'm with Ghost Mountain, we do not repent

Got a chainsaw, shotgun with a bayonet

I see all your friends, waiting by the edge

Say goodbye, meet them on the Rainbow Bridge

Up at 5 AM

Seen the Wickerman

All hail Ghost Mountain

Watch out for Grave Man

Yeah, I hurt myself today

Every dog has his days

I'm stuck up in my ways

I'm in so much pain

[Chorus: Ghost Mountain]

I'm the Wickerman, I am made of pain

Runnin' up a hill in the rain

Got red dot pointed at your brain

Ghost Mountain gon' keep it in range

Wickerman, I am made of pain

I'm the wagoner, creepin' down the way

Trench knife, got the wartime blade

Sematary gon' put you in the grave