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The Nightingales Cry

                                               The Nightingales Cry



                                       Behold as the sun starts to settle

                                       That the time is arisen and come

                                       Night returns as a vapor of smoke

                                       Silent and dark as a ruler’s heart



                                       The moon will shine within the sky

                                       As the light doth change its watch

                                       Creatures start to stir beneath its glow

                                       Humble as a servant putting on his show




                                       Spin around in the fires light

                                       All Earth does watch the play

                                      Of all creatures giving their pay



                                      Wolves do howl as the moon heeds

                                      Whilst night’s birds do hunt the air

                                      A song of joy and abounding victory

                                      Singing the sun is gone the night is king



                                     And twixt beech and ash and oak

                                     One bird doth partake in all

                                     Perched on its branch of wood

                                     Listen to the Nightingales call 

The hunter's motivation is fueled by his victims cries.