The Boys Of Boone

An ageing sky
Clinging to life
But the moon rides high
Feel her gentle shine.

Now Boone stands tall
To give the call
It’s the sacred night
When the raider’s rise.

Drinking ‘til dawn
The undead no more
This is the night the raider’s rise
Deep in folklore
For one night, no more
O’Malley’s boys of old
Will rise again…

The party soars
There’s undead whores
The living souls, they flaunt their gold.

For raider’s swear
A lifelong oath
To serve beyond
The mortal world…

Drinking ‘til dawn
The undead no more
This is the night the raider’s rise
Deep in folklore
For one night, no more
O’Malley’s boys of old
The Boys of Boone.

Paradise calling
Look to the sunset
Boone takes his cup and swigs.

He’s Boone O’Malley
He’s Boone O’Malley
He’s Boone O’Malley
The king of the sea!

Drinking ‘til dawn
The undead no more
This is the night the raider’s rise
Deep in folklore
For one night, no more
O’Malley’s boys of old
Will rise again…

The boys of Boone!

Sunlight glows
In the cove
The undead must depart this world.

Boone now yawns
Looks to the shores
The raider’s fade to dust
The boys of Boone!