Nights of June

Plum night in this whiskey village
He knows right
Lots of worms and pillage

He'll ream tonight and scream
At their clawing on the walls

He'll dream tonight and waste all the wicked in the halls

Hear them breathing in the cellar
Taste 'em on the harvest moon
Rhythm like the clutching daggers
Never kill the Knights of June
Never kill the Knights of June

Plum night, in this whiskey village
He knows right and screams at the clawing on the walls



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