From the Shadows she emerges out of her slumber,
Rise, rise, rise.
The darkness fills her body with her first breath of air.
She sighs.
"It's time to rise,
Begin a new day.
What tasks do I need to complete?
Where do I need to go?
Who do I need to see?"
RISE, RISE, RISE
Extending her body to stretch her limbs,
She feels her blood flow,
Rushing into each organ of her (once was) crippled, stiff body.
"Who's here? What do they want? Why are you all still here?"
Darkness consumes her as she catches the whiffe of rotting corpses from another room.
She emerges out of the shadows to find demons scattered around her dwelling.
Chattering and gnawing at eachother as they do,
Serching for external pleasures for a moment of satisfaction.
