The Cry of the Moon
The crimson moon sheds her luminescent veil.
She weeps tears of shimmering gold that plunge into the darkness of the Earth,
Which begins to decay and crumble beneath the heavy burden of its sin.
No more shall humans inhabit the Earth for paradise is lost to all.
May the blessed moon commend the souls of the wolves, the disdained creatures.
May her beauty shine on in the shadow of death.