In shadows deep, where vampires reign,
Edgar Markov commands his dark domain.
Bloodlines entwined, a deadly dance,
In his grasp, foes have no chance.

Anointed Procession, a gathering of kin,
Their numbers grow, as the battle begins.
Edgar, Charmed Groom, with power untold,
From coffin to battlefield, his grip takes hold.

Anguished Unmaking, a touch of despair,
As enemies falter, caught in vampire's snare.
From blood crypt to sacred foundry's light,
Markov's clan rules the gloom of night.

In the heart of darkness, they stand tall,
Edgar Markov's name, a haunting call.
With each card drawn, their strength unfurled,
In the realm of shadows, they conquer the world.