When Frankenstein played God
His master dug a grave
And stole another brain
Some limbs a limp an arm or two
No one ever said
Tied down to a table
Lightning strikes at midnight
Frank is back to life again
What a bloody fright
Castle creak in darkness
Staircase filled with horror
Footsteps in the shadows
Frank is now his widow
Armoured knight in power
Bolted neck strong and tight
Frank hates to say goodnight
His smile is bent and scarred
Arms held out straight enough
His eyes are opened wide
His finding love is tough
He\'s stalking in the woods again
A girl has screamed and cried
Searching for some action
And when Franky slowly catches
A death of cold that lonely night he died.