The song melodically states, “The sun is just rising up / Mother birds feeding their young” as though parents unfailingly acknowledge their responsibilities, just like the sun invariably rises. Frankenstein, however, challenges this notion, and presents a situation in which a parental figure fails to raise his debatable offspring. Mary Shelley explores the detrimental effects of Victor’s purposeful negligence towards his creation. The monster, vehemently enraged, questions his existence, exclaiming, “No father had watched my infant days, no mother had blessed me with smiles and caresses; or if they had, all my past life was now a blot, a blind vacancy in which I distinguished nothing. From my earliest remembrance I had been as I then was in height and proportion. I had never yet seen a being resembling me or who claimed any intercourse with me. What was I?” Victor’s lack of engagement and unrelenting hostility towards the creature results in its feelings of constant abandonment, isolation, and despair. Eventually, these emotions translate into fiery anger as the monster strives to achieve vengeance upon Frankenstein. Victor’s treatment of his creature renders it miserable and inspires its murderous attitude. This line within “Blood” also draws connections to
The song melodically states, “The sun is just rising up / Mother birds feeding their young” as though parents unfailingly acknowledge their responsibilities, just like the sun invariably rises. Frankenstein, however, challenges this notion, and presents a situation in which a parental figure fails to raise his debatable offspring. Mary Shelley explores the detrimental effects of Victor’s purposeful negligence towards his creation. The monster, vehemently enraged, questions his existence, exclaiming, “No father had watched my infant days, no mother had blessed me with smiles and caresses; or if they had, all my past life was now a blot, a blind vacancy in which I distinguished nothing. From my earliest remembrance I had been as I then was in height and proportion. I had never yet seen a being resembling me or who claimed any intercourse with me. What was I?” Victor’s lack of engagement and unrelenting hostility towards the creature results in its feelings of constant abandonment, isolation, and despair. Eventually, these emotions translate into fiery anger as the monster strives to achieve vengeance upon Frankenstein. Victor’s treatment of his creature renders it miserable and inspires its murderous attitude. This line within “Blood” also draws connections to