Текст песни Iced Earth - Frankenstein
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A mastermind in the old watchtowerPrying eyes must never find.Playing God in the final hourInsanity, such a fine lineOverwhelmed by the mourning processAnd the loss of his dearly lovedThe Doctor`s work is now obsessionWhat is life? What`s beyond?He wants to know what it`s like to be GodCreating life with his own handsTo reanimate lifeless tissuesThe Devil`s work, the doctors planA man of wealth and a genius mindA slave to passion and his morbid sideRobbing graves of the nearly deadErratic tendencies, a troubled mindI will create in my own imageIf God can then why can`t I?No thought of the consequencesI`ve got to know the meaning of lifeLightning strikes, it`s the witching hourThe monstrosity comes aliveA victim of man`s vanityBorn in delirium, a deranged childHe turns his back on his own creationChaos ensues, the innocent dieWho`s the monster?Who`s the victim?Crucify!!! Crucify!!!