I howl at my pale round mistress of the sky
I ask her to stay but she waves goodbye
Each and every night I wait for her to come
Each and ever morning she fades into the dawn
Yet I still howl until my throat runs dry
I wont cease seeking out the sky
I must obide my mistress of the night
I only hope one day she hears out my plight
An omen of hope has been revealed
I see the shape its coming down its here
It draws me to the sky it draws me near
Yet within the sky of dawn again... it is concealed...
Pale mistress I only wish for your light
I only hope to never leave your sight
If I could only forever darken the sun
Or make it so that dawn will never come
I'll stride the plains and howl through the the night
Oh pale mistress show your self and hear my plight
Leave the cover of the blackened clouds
And bathe me in your eerie light
