Frank N. Stein
By Bulvine
The head re-attached
the body revived
government plot un-hatched
doctor says, "it's alive, it's alive"!
But how can we control him?
how can we control it?
with one single micro-chip?
and the flip of a switch?
Frank...can you hear me?
Frank...can you speak clearly?
I hear you loudly
I can speak directly
I dream, though my mind will poison my sleep
I wake, one thought troubles me deep
I feel nothing, no reason, no laugh, no weep
if it is death you seek
when you gave life to a dark seed
so shall you sew, so shall you reap
with these hands I tear the heart from your chest
while you fall I can hear your last breath
such a tasty morsel, this death
My demons around me night and day
like a glorious beast that leads the way
my putrefaction far within
laughs incessantly for my sin
walk not on lonely street
listen fatihfully to the screams
look over shoulder, quicken your pace
look once more, for the end of days
I only died once, now it's your turn
say your last penance, as your skin starts to burn