Frankenstein

Carry me so far away, What remained of me? All hollow faces looked the same, You and me in another sea and galaxy, Bury me. Back when I still knew my name, Death was close to me, I saw cold hands begin to breathe, You and me beneath the rain and memory, Stay with me. Then your eyes began to change, Fear was new to me, I heard my father's voice in mine, You and me beneath the weight of what I'd made, Don't look at me. ----- This fine line, Now I hide, Away. This cold night, Still I fight, Again. ------ "This is a special report. Authorities have confirmed the death of Victor Frankenstein, following a series of unexplained events in the northern territories. Witnesses spoke of a man consumed by obsession, pursuing what he described as a creature of his own making. No creature was ever found. Only footsteps in the snow… and the remains of a man who no longer seemed to know which of them he had become. This concludes our report."