Grief Encounter of Endangered Species

Grief Encounter of Endangered Species howl for me old woman wolf howl and bay at the cold faced moon she whose crescent crown pierces all armour. I will join you on this midnight hill to scream and rail at the far goddess. then you and I our voices joined eyes lighted by lost wealth of dreams will turn a stare at raw souls bared. until moonset breaks our primal spell and turning part down golgoth hill.