Howl to the moon
Run the windswept moor
Come dance with me under starlight
In this place of myth and lore
Run like the wild river
through the trees of pine
I am a child of the night
And this wilderness is mine
So come, grow claws of onyx
And flashing teeth of white
I roam the woods at dark
And sleep while it is light
Throw on your pelts of gray and dun
of black and snowy white
And run with me my friend
For all the moonstruck night
So howl with me to the moon
Run with me through the pine
I love the wood and moon and stars
And all I love is mine
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