Crescent moon , cold night air Shadows move, but something’s there Black fur flows like falling night Silent steps, no sound, no light One eye burns, a star torn free Blue and violet galaxy He walks the line where worlds divide Between the dark And the cosmic tide Nova Shade, born of a dying flame Starlight trapped inside his veins Nova Shade, when the moon is thin He’s the end where night begins Nova Shade, hear the silence fall The forest bows when he walks tall No howl breaks the frozen air Just that gaze, and winter’s stare He don’t chase prey, he chases fate Keeps the balance, seals the gate Light too bright, he brings the night Dark too deep, his star ignites Nova Shade, ghost of comet fire Shadow born, but heaven-wired Nova Shade, legend in the pines Where the star fell, his story shines
