Frankenstein
Frankenstein's Creation: A Symphony of Madness
Lyrics
A mastermind in the old watchtower
A genius scientist resides in an old watchtower.
Prying eyes must never find.
He keeps his experiments secret to avoid prying eyes.
Playing God in the final hour
Engaging in godlike actions during the final moments.
Insanity, such a fine line
The boundary between genius and madness is thin.
Overwhelmed by the mourning process
Feeling overwhelmed by the grief process.
And the loss of his dearly loved
Suffering from the loss of a beloved person.
The doctor's work is now obsession
The scientist's work becomes an obsessive pursuit.
What is life? What's beyond?
Questioning the nature of life and the unknown beyond.
He wants to know what it's like to be God
Desiring to experience the power of being like God.
Creating life with his own hands
Attempting to create life with his own hands.
To reanimate lifeless tissues
Reviving dead tissues, influenced by the Devil.
The Devil's work, the doctors plan
A mix of the doctor's plan and dark forces.
A man of wealth and a genius mind
A wealthy and brilliant individual with a dark side.
A slave to passion and his morbid side
Becoming a slave to passion and morbid inclinations.
Robbing graves of the nearly dead
Engaging in grave-robbing activities.
Erratic tendencies, a troubled mind
Displaying erratic behavior due to a troubled mind.
I will create in my own image
Expressing the intention to create life in his own image.
If God can then why can't I?
Questioning why he can't play God like the divine entity.
No thought of the consequences
Ignoring potential consequences of his actions.
I've got to know the meaning of life
Driven by the need to understand the meaning of life.
Lightning strikes, it's the witching hour
The moment of experimentation, marked by lightning.
The monstrosity comes alive
The creation comes to life, a monstrous being.
A victim of man's vanity
A victim of human arrogance and vanity.
Born in delirium, a deranged child
Born in a state of delirium, a deranged child.
He turns his back on his own creation
The scientist rejects his own creation.
Chaos ensues, the innocent die
Chaos unfolds, leading to the death of the innocent.
Who's the monster?
Posing the question of who is the true monster.
Who's the victim?
Questioning who is the victim in this narrative.
Crucify!!! Crucify!!!
An exclamation to crucify, possibly reflecting the consequences of the actions.
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