Wolf Moon
Nightly Hunt: Embracing the Savage Symphony
Lyrics
The sun descends descending in the west
The sun sets in the western sky.
The night comes down
Night begins.
The evening star turns out
The evening star appears.
The moon shines bright like ember in the sky
The moon shines brightly like a burning ember in the sky.
The time has come this is the bloody night
It's a significant moment - the start of a violent or intense night.
Smelling the blood feeling the pain
Senses pick up the smell of blood and feel the pain.
Detection like an animal prick up the ears
Keen detection, like an animal, paying attention.
Grinding the claws
Preparing for action, possibly symbolized by sharpening claws.
The time has come for hunting
It's time for the hunt to begin.
I am a wolf, running through the trees
Identifying with the wolf, free and agile.
Follow the scents of the midnight breeze
Following instincts and scents in the darkness.
I am a wolf, hunting with my pack
Being part of a pack, hunting together.
With the other wolves waiting for
Awaiting the return with prey.
Meat to be brought back
Anticipation for food to bring back.
The fear I smell my prey is damned to hell
Sensing fear in the prey, knowing their fate.
They're lost, forlon
The prey is lost and hopeless.
Their fortune ripped and torn
Their fate is destruction and misery.
Smelling the blood feeling the pain
Again, sensing blood and pain in the environment.
Detection like an animal prick up the ears
Remaining alert, similar to an animal.
Grinding the claws
Preparing for action, akin to getting ready to hunt.
The time has come for hunting
It's the time to begin the hunt once more.
I am a wolf, running through the trees
Continuing the imagery of running free like a wolf.
Follow the scents of the midnight breeze
Trusting instincts and senses in the dark.
I am a wolf, hunting with my pack
Being part of a group, hunting collectively.
With the other wolves waiting for
Waiting together for the return with prey.
Meat to be brought back
Expecting to bring back food.
I am a wolf, running through the trees
Reiteration of running freely as a wolf.
Follow the scents of the midnight breeze
Following instincts in the darkness.
I am a wolf, hunting with my pack
Being part of a collective hunt.
With the other wolves waiting for
Waiting as a group for the return with prey.
Meat to be brought back
Expecting to bring back food once more.
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