NIGHT'S SIREN CALL
The sun is slowly slipping
To it's home in the west
I feeelthe call rise within
With today's last waning breath
Night's SirenCall
Echo's within y chest
The tempo quickly rising
My pulse beginns to race
The moon is slowly rising
The Call is gaining strenth
I stand with arms akimbo
My breath like frost upon the air
I welcome Night's embrace
The Night's Siren Call
I wait is hushed expectation
For the final note to fall......
The Night is quiet now
Even the air is still
te Sun is slowly rising
The dew is on the field
Tonight I will wait for you
Upon the distant Hill
Wrapped in Night's embrace
Forver straining to hear
The Night's Siren Call
WOLF NOMAD
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