At the terminal point of the cul-de-sac
Patients are dying, the horses are dazed
From the glare of stars the starry wisdom
Owned by the Baron, and he's got the cure
A drug by the name of world without end
A drug by the name of world without end
A drug by the name of world without end
Come and take this world without end
You'll be inventor, invention, letter, earth, wind
Rhymed like the real, and real as the rhyme
Imagine this Baron, inventor of rhymes
Imagine he was me and I was called Frankenstein
Imagine he was me and I was called Frankenstein
Imagine he was me and I was called Frankenstein
Carpe diem!
Carpe diem!
Carpe diem!
Carpe diem!
He was me and I was called Frankenstein
He was me and I was called Frankenstein
He was me and I was called Frankenstein
Frankenstein
World without end
Frankenstein
World without end
Frankenstein
World without end