Thule - Theatres Des Vampires

«By a route obscure and lonely

Haunted by ill angels only

Where an Eidolon, named night

On a black throne reigns upright

I have reached this lands but newly

From an ultimate dim Thule

From a wild weired clime that lieth, sublime

Out of SPACE, out of TIME

By the dismal tarns and pools

Where dwell the Vampires

By each spot the most unholy

In each nook the most melancholy;

There the traveller meets aghast

Sheeted memories of the past

Shrouded forms that start and sigh

As they pass the wanderer by

By a route obscure and lonely

Haunted by ill angels only

Where an Eidolon, named night

On a black throne reigns upright

I have wandered home but newly

From this ultimate dim Thule."

«For the dead travel fast.»