Igor's Lament
Beneath the rising smoke
and the jacob's ladder's arc,
behind the insane scientist
trying to make his mark
a lone, disfigured form
hunches over the controls
tasked with the job of making sure
that everything unfolds.
If anything goes wrong
he'll be the one to blame,
but if it's successful he'll receive
no fortune and no fame.
Toiling away in silence,
he's content to just survive
until the moment Master screams
"It's alive ... alive!"