She awakes, br Cold to the bone- br A chill, br Demonic, br Forces a scream through her parched lips. br She is not now what she once was, br But all memories of that former life br -True life- br Are gone, br Purged by the horror of her transformation. br Now, she is empty: br A shell, with only a trace of humanity left. br Empty, but for that gnawing hunger- br The unholy appetite which has plagued br All of her new kindred for all of eternity. br br She exists now on instinct. br Her change, having cleansed her br Of humanity, br Cleansed her of emotion. br She is now free, br More free than any has ever been, br Though she does not know it- br She has been driven mad by the voices br And the hunger in her soul. br br That hunger- br He was old, br Weak, br Dry. br But she is new, br And her strength is yet unknown. br br She stands there, br Over his body. br The final shred of her humanity br Screams against her, br For what she has done. But it fails, br And she is no longer human. br She is changed. br br The sound of people approaching br -The sun draws near.- br She hides, in the dark, br Withdrawing into the night.