Abney Park – Twisted And 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.