As we gaze upon the waxing moon,
with the sun's absence the moon's rays fill us with triumph.
As the wolf cries a lonely howl,
the writhering reeds flow through the chilling zephyr.
A message through the winds call your name
you answer this call as if you know the voice
it replies 'pluck the feather from the sky,
a tear fell from the celestial divine,
as the silver leaf glides to the ground.
the sands of time will be honored once more.
the thousands of devious eyes watching your every move.
The sagacios satyr will aid the way,
may the stars light your path to freedom'
with a clap of lightning,
the world stopped.
paused for a few seconds,
all was silent,
until the earth swallowed the moon.
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