Her porcelain skin And hair, white as snow Her loss of life A folly of God I deny finality Finding refuge In science My life's discovery, profound To change the course of human history I have concocted a brilliant solution To resurrect the dead and bring Them back to life Like fire from the gods I shall grant this gift unto our ghosts Assembled piece by piece She is perfection Skin like polished glass, locks of ivory Man-made goddess Her body lifeless, a graceful host Though her blood flows naught I douse her corpse in my elixr of the gods My creation, to spite our mortal curse Reversing death, forever embracing light Incessant life, eternally denying dark Behold, the perfect human being Unable, unwilling, to ever leave this world This fire I've stolen Will ignite the world The Modern Prometheus I lift the veil And revile at her sight A lorid, putrid creature Sloughing skin and whitened eyes A hideous sight, not meant for mortal eyes How can this be? Such gross miscalculation The flame extinguished, the void consumes my world Cold dead blood flows through her veins I have afflicted a scourge to this world I fear a blackened sun Pandora's box unlocked Walking dead, drooling alkaline Her organs pulsating, her violet skin is shaking I embark along the roaring raging sea With my elixr Doomed to the fog of time On death's precipice, the sea roars Crashing waves spawn me unto Neptune's maw My will to live I fear finality I quench accursed thirst Refuge in science The Modern Prometheus I am burned by the fire from the gods Along the rocks of the eternal shore Carrion peck my eyes, consume my searing flesh Forever lost in darkness and distance