Wolf Moon

The time has come, at last, my Love, to carve

Our story in gold and blood, with claws of fire and iron.

Nothing lasts forever and nothing ever changes.

It's time to stop crawling like ants

on this Möbius strip of life.

It's time to break every bone

in our frail bodies, to tear

Our skins apart in terrible, rough strife.

Oh, the glorious pleasure!

Oh, rip out these feeble human eyes,

Make way for the glowing terrors of the night!

Bare our fangs in brilliant diamond snarls!

Cast off this shell of human flesh and guts!

Set free our inner beasts into the velvet night!

I see the luscious moon glinting

off your green-gold eye;

As you turn, your snow-white coat gleams,

In unabashed invitation, to the pure,

unalloyed beast in me.

I come to you, my Love; I'm flying high!

Under the fierce moon, I ache

to run with you wild and free!

To race through the forest faster than the wind -

Hark! I hear my other name! Do you?

The eerie moonlight howls in my ears,

yowling long and full!

The full moon calls to us, my Love, let's go!

Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go…