Twisted & Broken

From my fathers seed, From my mothers womb,

From my families mold, from a broken tomb

If I am the assembled, from the sins of my father,

And if I am created, by the actions of my mother,

If I was brought to being, by a broken machine.

How could I come to be, sane

Twisted and broken, some of the parts are missing

But I was left alive.

My creators fought, I was unfinished…

And I was left behind.

These are my own sins,

This is my own life,

These are those I love,

This, my only wife.

If I was created by a brocken machine,

then I must be reinvented.

Create my own machine.

Twisted and broken, some of the parts are missing

But I was left alive.

My creators fought, I was unfinished…

And I was left behind.