Luyện nghe bài hát Frankenstein

A mastermind in the old
eyes must never find.
Playing God in the hour
Insanity, a fine line
Overwhelmed by the mourning
And the loss of his dearly
The Doctor's is now obsession
What is life? What's
He wants to know it's like to be God
life with his own hands
To reanimate tissues
The Devil's work, the doctors
A man of wealth and a mind
A slave to and his morbid side
Robbing graves of the nearly(replace newly?) dead
Erratic tendencies, a mind

I create in my own image
If God can then why I?
No of the consequences
I've got to know the of life

Lightning strikes, the witching hour
The comes alive
A of man's vanity
in delirium, a deranged child
He turns his on his own creation
ensues, the innocent die
Who's the
the victim?

Crucify! Crucify!