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.