Frankenstein's Monster

Take the lifeless, use their parts to make a wretch and declare it art— Frankenstein, Frankenstein! You are to blame for the deadness in your heart. Great scientists applaud you. Does it feel lonely, playing God? Frankenstein, Frankenstein! Dark paths are better left untrod. Look in the mirror! Look at the beast! Are you the nightmare stealing your sleep? Oh, Frankenstein; Our selves are the monsters that haunt you, haunt me.