Sewn For Solitude

(альбом: Franckensteina Strataemontanus - 2020)

The pale moon lit a ragged passage ahead
Through crepuscular forests a creature fled
The scattered caws of pitch black crows
Their eyes reflecting jagged lightning as loud thunder roars

I creep through shadows of skeletal trees
With a heavy heart I defy all elements
Alas! This rueful being has fallen astray
I'm torn by vengeance but I want to turn away

Rogue! Rogue! Wretched Rogue!

What have you done?
What havoc did you bring upon?
Master!
See the creature I've become
Monster to many, friend to none

I have been hiding here since that tragic day
Seen as a miserable wraith, they chased me away
A being so cursed, yet torn and immersed
In flesh not my own, all alone!

From rotten parts accrued
Sewn for solitude
Abandoned, rejected
Spat out, abused, neglected
I will have revenge! For you have created me!
The spark of my inception
Is the flame of your destruction
You will crawl
To your downfall

Rogue! Rogue! Wretched Rogue!

What have I done?
What havoc did I bring upon?
Master!
See the creature I have become
Monster to many, friend to none
Master!