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 left 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 am created by a broken 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 left unfinished And I was left behind