V glubinakh ada, gde tma gusta, Stoit zamok — chornaya mechta. Tam, v zale mrachnom, u trona ognya, Rastet volchonok — naslednik plameni. Glaza goryat, kak ugolya v nochi, Kliki ostry, v dushe — klyuchi. On zhdyot signala, on zhdyot chasa, Ego arimiya uzhe ne zaryaza. Adskiy volchonok, zver iz tmy, Voysko volkov — ego sledy. Dushey soberut v nochnoy tishi, Ryov raznesyotsya do samoy dushi! Volki adskie spyat u dverey, Dyshat ognyom, polny zverey. Shkury chernye, glaza — kak smola, Sila drevnyaya razgovory vela. Volchonok shepchet: «Blizok chas, Mir uslyshit nash dikiy glas. Zemlya zadrozhit, luna pobledneet, Ad na zemlyu svoi zakony vseyet». Adskiy volchonok, zver iz tmy, Voysko volkov — ego sledy. Dushey soberut v nochnoy tishi, Ryov raznesyotsya do samoy dushi! Adskiy volchonok… zver iz tmy… Voysko volkov… ego sledy… Ryov… raznesyotsya… v pustote. (Konec)