The night had the hunter’s moon at peak,
Three lonely souls had some answers to seek,
First found, a long lost human voice in the winds,
Second, nurtured a bleeding heart with rhythmic spellbinds,
Third, tormented by phantoms before the dawn prescind.
That night had the hunter’s moon at peak,
The portal between other worlds were weak,
Their chance to find the truth was already bleak,
As they had lost their path to hollow moonlit creek!