Towering pine
Sentinels of ash and loam
In the glory of their bleeding shadows
I am made whole
Cloaked in strength
Bathed in sorrow
Vessel of spirit
Blood of the stars
Come to me now
Carnal and longing
In the blackness of night
I am made whole
Undying nocturnal womb
Orange and violet bleeding
Beneath the weeping Moon
Nocturnal tears fall softly
Her tameless shadows bloom
Cloaked in strength
Bathed in sorrow
Vessel of spirit
Blood of the stars
Come to me now
Carnal and longing
In the blackness of night
I am made whole
Undying nocturnal womb
Reborn in the light of the Moon