From the abyss of time
and the loss of centuries,
he longs to find her again,
make her his as he is hers.
There is no night he fears,
he just dreads the sun,
there is no vault to jail him
no chain to keep him down.
She waits for him in the dark,
she longs to find him again,
life without him is no life.
She waits, wrapped in lace,
asleep in dreams of old,
she knows he will come
and claim what he owns.
