Unseen the ghostly hand that led
I walked where all was darkness
Save what light the moon, half-wasted gave
Above a city of the dead
So lone it was, so grey, I deemed
That death itself was scarce so old
Satanic Armageddon broke
Where monstrous vans in blackness spoke
Be reckless!
Within its gates my soul was led
Down nettle-choked and haunted way
In broken crypts where ghouls had slept
I saw how muttering devils sate
Be reckless!