Noctis Nocturne

Noctis is an immortal being with forever bleeding eyes
She is cursed by the moon, forced to roam the world eternally
I swear she is humming to the moon as she cries
Beseeching to return to sweet mortality
To be able die
To relieve herself of this never-ending pain

To the moon, she carols:
“For a hundred thousand years I have been wandering the universe
These eyes, these wounds, this harrowing sting
Please, I beg of you, end this evil, undying curse
Death, please give me my wedding ring.”

The moon does not heed her decaying carcass
Noctis remains in her endless wander
You can sometimes hear her moaning in the darkness
Night falls from the moon, shadowing her
She is the howling wind.