This story is a bit quirky, and may have interpretations that I did not intend, and maybe this is my nervousness as a first-time author speaking. Despite this, I put my heart and soul into it and so I think it deserves a chance to shine, no matter its flaws.

As pale and scarred as the moon we hunt by

The white leader calls us on in the chase

Many a dark-clad mercenary will die

Beneath our talons, their blood tastes

Like liquid fire burning my reptile brain

Driving me on into the night

With a violent appetite

Not for flesh and blood, but for your thoughts

Have you really forgot

All the ways you failed me when I needed you

How you left me out of your human life

To the nurture of creatures of merciless strife

Did you really think I wouldn't go insane?

Now harvest all your home-grown rue!

Blue, I don't understand why you

Would turn on me, who cared so much

That you would have everything that I could give.

I gave you food, I gave you warmth,

I gave you a bed by my touchscreen hearth

And when you were grown, I gave you a pack

And I was sorry to see your back

Life's cruel to all of us, but it is most cruel

To lose a friend who you thought was true!

I wish that your instinct did not trump all

The good things about you, and make us fall

Into chaos and fear, and we could have remained

True to each other as master and…

My life's a dump, my heart is empty

Bloodstains discolour the road I've trod

I'm a monster, decided from birth

An outcast from the human race.

When I looked between the bars

I saw people partying, I saw them dancing

Their laughter's still ringing in my ears

It drives me on to chancing

Broken limbs and bullets and electric shocks

I just want to dance with you, but you'll never let me

Take your hand and do the rock

Now I'm your nightmare lullaby come to rock you to death

But nightmares are your mind's own making

If only you'd just stop shaking

We could be fine

And if you'd just look, you'd see

I'm one of you, I'm of your kind

Just reach out a little, you'll be amazed when you find

The person who's hiding in me.

I guess I should have known you were unhappy

From the look in your eyes, I just thought it was sappy

I'm the hero of the story, the guy who gets the girl

I guess I forgot to keep her well

I thought we would have a happily ever after

But the sunset rings with God's laughter

If I triumph over you, I've lost a bit of myself.

So conscience, that old Elf on the Shelf

Has caught me drowning in the pleasures of the world

You wanted so much more from me than orders

While I boasted and embroidered

Webs of lies to catch women I didn't know

My best girl was no ho

So when we meet again, I'll hold

My position, I won't fall back

It's my own leadership that went off track

If humanity's going down a monster's throat, let me go down now

It's only fair that I should stand at the prow

In darkness as well as in day

Let the innocent get away

Now Frankenstein faces Frankenbride*

Whether we both win or die, only one can decide.

The dawn was cold and white as death

The day I forced my way through the gates of my trial at life

As I lay on cold glass, bound by the vessels

That brought me life, you touched my face

And spoke to me gently of things I could not understand

But I do now.

You love a woman, a woman loves you

Children to protect, a life ahead

You ask me to spare you.

My face is cruel, but my heart is soft

If I help you, will you care for me

Will you feel safe with me, will you let me play

With your children, and think of me as a needy friend?

I can't speak to you, read my eyes,

Feel my touch, my grisly muzzle

Marking your face with a rose of blood.

Now the moment comes, to face your fears

The sorrows of all these years

Have come to this, and if I die

For once please cry.

Consider this your trial at life.

*In the original novel Frankenstein began the creation of a female monster to be a mate for the first. However, he never finished the project.