Blooming in the sky, there’s howling on the ground
The wolves welcome you back like a long lost friend
The moon has been waiting
It’s been howling out your name for aeons
To guide your soul through the abyss
The moon’s suffering mirrors our Helios’s heat
He waits for the dawn to swallow him whole
He howls your name to come. Rescue him, resurrect him-
You stay put, Narcissus, your tears finding the ocean
Astrea and the celestials have told me about your might
They said your ambition was as large as Olympus, Othrys, Skala
And that its beauty left Aphrodite’s to shame
Your lost claws now scrape at Achilles’ heel
In search for your lost hope
Artemis cuts them apart and all the wolves howled in pain
Hera told me of this Fate aeons ago
I told the nymphs and Selene
The moon has been waiting to guide your soul
Your howling claws have only grasped the sand at the shores
Decades have passed with the Moon’s distraught howl
Kronos presides your mind like a hidden speck of dust
Achilles falls to the ground and Odysseus turns to see
Your tears finds the ocean and its howls find me.
