Within my mind a rhythm pounds
A steady, primal thrum
And slipping from unhallowed ground
I seek the distant drum

Across the miles, blood to blood calls
A sanguine siren's song
Into the dance my body falls
And for release I long

The hunger burns within my veins
For ecstasy's kiss I cry
And still the aching void remains
When the fount at last runs dry

I roam unfettered by your "wrong"
Unhindered by your "right"
Amid the shadows I grow strong
And shun the cursed light

And though I've paid the price in pain
For my unearthly lust
I'll yet survive to rise again
When you have long been dust

And so, dear friend, I leave you here
In slumber's sweet embrace
To nevermore know pain or fear
For thus must end the chase

Penned by my hand on the 13th of Midsummer, in the year 66 MA.