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In the Dead of Night
Electricity crackling, dancing in the sky above And some dead thing moves imperceptibly, down inside the castle below A mad scientist cackling, howls at the midnight moon with glee Devilish delight ... Abominable works being done in the dead of night Obscure in the background working busily, the sidekick, lab assistant Igor simply ignores the ranting of his royal employ Baron Victor Von Frankenstein ... Doctor Doom of the 18th century timeline He with the God complex, is driven to unlock the secret of immortality Killing death would be his crowning achievement, his stamp of nobility He peers down at the dead body awakening Slight tremors of the hand Lips slowly moving, wanting to scream In the dead of night, absent of light, come witness abominable creating Man wanting to become God, giving life to dead things that possess no soul Such scientific evil ... running amok, out of control As the undead monstrosity rises from the cold, metal slab He flails at the doctor like a child, accidentally destroys the lab partially In the dead of night some new horror was brought into this world The living are now doubly filled with fright, seeing visions of an apocalyptic hell As the mad doctor feverishly works on creating a female
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