A Doctors Ballad

I never really understood people until I took apart my old school chum Rick. Now I know exactly what makes the human heart tick. The intricacy of the human circuitry is Gods most artful work without uncertainty. Like a great operatic performance accompanied by a grand orchestra, all our organs sing as one and all together. To give such life as this in a manor of theatrical grandeur, but life comes at a cost however, this is something that we can not sever, for one soul to live it must take from another. You see hunting a human is just like hunting any animal, you always track those that are weak and incapable. I study those that indulge greatly in life's pleasurable sins, I always proceed to take them apart starting with their limbs. To squander such a gift is a crime against those souls no longer living. It is a crime that should be dealt with swiftly and unforgiving. You may find my words harsh and cruel but punishment is dealt where punishment is due. The scholars and gossips call me a Devil worshiper or a Satanist. But I am an admirer of God and I dream to be like him, a great creationist. To some I'm known as the mad doctor who haunts the river Rhine, but to my acquaintances I'm known simply as Victor Frankenstein.