Frankenstein’s Last Triumph
By John Luna

With the lightning claps and the thunder roars,
A fiendish glee fills a man’s eyes with light,
As its screams echo out to the dark moors.

He shows no fear when the creature groans, nor
When the storm outside grows and the sky’s bright
With the lightning claps and the thunder roars.

His unbridled joy rises high and soars,
Watching his patchwork beast cry out its blight,
As its screams echo out to the dark moors.

The massive beast lumbers, creaking the floors,
While its father laughs into the night
With the lightning claps and the thunder roars.

Rage, deep into the monster’s heart, it bores,
So it strangles its creator with might,
As its screams echo out to the dark moors.

Free from madness, it steps out as rain pours
And wanders in despair, lost and in fright,
With the lightning claps and the thunder roars,
As its screams echo out to the dark moors.