Howl

I taste the broth that seeps down through the gorge
 I wipe the blade I once wrought from the forge
 The taste of flesh, the ash of oaken fires
 I bide my time by the mire until it dries
 To me the world is a heart
 No chambers void, some shallow
 And when the light prepares to depart
 A pulse for my breath to follow
 I sense the throes of twilight born anew
 I fear its wrath as all my brothers do
 Though life turns dark and movement steals the night
 I rejoice in the spoils at morning light
 To me the world is a heart
 No chambers void, some shallow
 And when the light prepares to depart
 A pulse for my breath to follow
 Retrieving senses dormant while daylight reigns
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 The eyes of dusk ignite
 A promise of teeth and claw
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 Revoke my bones from sleep
 Upon my tongue a feral howl
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 Stars!
 Watchers of the dark
 Blood drips from my wailing plea
 Stars!
 I seek your blessing
 To paint the blood of my hunter
 Upon the weapon that reaps my prey