Theatres des Vampires - Thule

By a route obscure and lonely...haunted by ill angels only,
when an Eidolon, named Night, on a black throne reigns upright,
I have reached these lands but newly from an ultimate dim Thule -
from a wild 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 most melancholy -
there the traveller meets Aghast
sheeted memories of the past - shrouded forms that start and sighas
they pass the wanderer by.
By a route obscure and lonely...haunted by ill angels only,
when an Eidolon, named Night, on a black throne reigns upright
I have wandered home but newly from this ultimate dim Thule...Thule!