Stroke of genius, delirium,
The map stained by a final hex,
Delicious pandemonium
Flows like rain... The perfect annex-

Launched on a navy of shipwrecks.
Treacherous, wild, desperate,
Beholden to an ancient lex;
Each moment blurred, yet separate...

Every friend a confederate.
In outlawed kisses, voices found
Chatter soft, dark directorate;
Vertigo of the blossom-crowned.

Together again, 'til the end-
Blood-quenched steel declines to bend.