What passes betwixt two lovers
A secret spoken on the wind
The blemish when one has sinned
Sigil slipped then onto others
From Lord to maid and on to all
The spark is fanned by Rakehell's shirt
Till finally the midnight call
Temples and palaces all aflame
Mighty trampled beneath the mobs boot
Blood running as a river of wine
Riots support usurper's claim
The crowds have eaten of Knowledge's fruit
Follow behind, or die before, The Yellow Sign.

DARK DESTINY
By Cardinal Cox

Rising, from the last mortal
The night-hunters looked
One to another,
"On what shall we now dine?"