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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