Sonia Belmont Poem by Justin Gildow

In this land of Transylvania
Despair and madness run rampant
And people are wishing for it to all end

Taking up the whip held by her ancestors
Sonia Belmont makes a vow to the people
of the countryside to end the terror

People hope and wish that you'll succeed
Sonia
They're literally praying for it
They're also praying for you as well

Into the night you go Sonia
We all pray that you'll succeed and be
triumphant