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