In the night, after the bats come out, I hear you howling.
I know no-one and I hold nothing now that I know you.
This is how we howl.
In the dark night on the unlit trail, there's no way through but to crawl
Perplexed by the world around me, there's no way through
But to surrender my body completely to you,
To be eaten, to be gnawed,
To fulfil the pregnant night,
And then to be born in mornings - to be quiet!