The Opposite Of Frankenstein
Long he sits by candle light
working on his golem child.
Only castle rooks for company.
Every night a different song.
Every passion long explored,
he the only audience of love.
Hear the creature
singing by design.
Beauty and futility,
the opposite of Frankenstein.
Hear the creature
malformation mine.
Beauty and futility,
the opposite of Frankenstein.
Desolate in joy and pain,
as isolate as unseen tears,
he upon his lover engineers.
Days and years through snow and thaw
through ebb and tide of passions flow,
only echoes heed the eerie call.
Hear the creature
singing by design.
Beauty and futility,
the opposite of Frankenstein.
Hear the creature,
malformation mine.
Beauty and futility,
the opposite of Frankenstein.
Thin and grey his aged face,
entrapped by his desire
Nothing can put out his fire but death.
Silent is the world outside
and bare as desert rock,
yet in the distant tower music lives.
Hear the creature
singing by design.
Beauty and futility,
the opposite of Frankenstein.
Hear the creature,
malformation mine.
Beauty and futility,
the opposite of Frankenstein.
(whispered in the wind)
As bare as desert rock.
As silent as death.
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