The night falls over the sands
I am born again
I am a skin-walker
No longer humane
I am the ghoul
My teeth dig into the flesh
All I want is your blood
Dragged out into the desert
Lain down into the mud
As you blood runs down my throat
My flesh is changed
A copy of you
Improved, yet deranged
This is what I live for
To consume your very life
Feared for centuries
Yet my methods are rife
As you blood runs down my throat
Your flesh fills my stomach
I scream in victory
I let myself run amok