The Frankenstein Proposal

But life in this garb of death remains fleeting And I the man so pitiful to be consumed by dead this life by ending destroys my grasp upon it I starve in savage the postmortem of my faith yet humbled not turn this perfidious belief against the works of God By life in this attire of dead always the fugitive shall save me from the urgency of despair and so in my defense make such acquittals of my payments to allusive debt has given me some meaning to this breath Sent by a curse this golem touches neither living nor a moment between its dying I do not believe I cannot conceive and by my arrogance seethes I cannot accept this life remains cloaked in a garb of death No I see the end this fearful flesh my refusal to pretend I have no faith yet humbled not turn this perfidious belief against the works of God