Stand tall, Moon Deer
for the forest will follow

Every jaguar
Every tiger
Every bobcat
Every second

Pause there
For the light remains in your face
Unless you flee

...

It's what the world wants from you

To flee
and to never show your face again
for it surely will be bad

But the moon shall guide you

Follow it
and instead of pity
you find glee

You have befriended those lights
once your enemy
but now your friend

Do not break this band, little moon deer
For I believe you deserve it