The moonless night sky abandons the sleeping earth  As terrestrial elements cease for this night  Now a blood-red (last) quarter moon rises in this stillness  But in the distance it stirs and awakens...     This creature of gray scaled armour  With a tongue like flame and eyes of charred black holes  It's silhouette of leathery wings  Blots out the star-stream above    Jowls slather as it's hardened claws  They tear at the earth  A just, a drive, a want, an urge...   The colossus insatiable frenzy    Our creature pauses to stare away  Across to the eastern skyline  No more stars will rise this night  The coming dawn will never see...     Gathering it's trophies  This bonehunters full awful glory  With wingspread full it swallows the night  And splits the faint twilight with flight    A hoary legend burned into memory  This creature of imagination...   But burial stone speaks with clear voice  Of a creature with gray scaled armour...