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What Am I ?

I was a lab experiment, an orphan he took off the street, I thought it would be safer, I was wrong, it feels like my soul is on fire from the flames of purgatory, it feels like I'm being ripped apart every second.
It's raining, my favourite thing in the world is the rain because it sooths my soul and shows the tears I can no longer shed.
The man who did this to me is one you wouldn't suspect, he's a rich man but a sinister man, the public believe he's nice and brings in orphans to give them a home but once they go in they never come out.
I've watch friend after friend go in, then watch them come out in coffins and none of them were ever given a goodbye. It was my turn now, all my friends were gone, I had no family to stop this. I was lead down the hall of what we had started to call the hall of last words, this was were we said our goodbye in whisper and where we were given the reason their god had chosen us, we were given the monster we were to become, if your bodies could take it.
Once in the room I was taken to a chair with tubes and wires going in and out, they were connected to beakers with colourful liquids.
It was like one of those places you would see Frankenstein in the middle of. A tall man with broad shoulders, he also had a smile that was even to cold to be seen on Satan face but he had it plastered across his face.
I thought the kids were joking when they said, "a man that works here, his existence is to torture us and those before us" , I had just found out who they were talking about, I was hoping that they would give up the dream of muted demons or as they called them "an army of gods", I would have said they were more dammed than gods.
I was shoved in a chair then it was like everything was swirling, I was strapped down and needles were put in my back where my spine was and my arms, that's when I felt the pain and the burning, the world went black.
My eyes stuttered open but with one difference, my surrounding, I was in a coffin, not a room and I knew why because I could no longer here my heat, I was dead.
But why am I awake, what am I ?

Description
What Am I ?

I was a lab experiment, an orphan he took off the street, I thought it would be safer, I was wrong, it feels like my soul is on fire from the flames of purgatory, it feels like I'm being ripped apart every second.
It's raining, my favourite thing in the world is the rain because it sooths my soul and shows the tears I can no longer shed.
The man who did this to me is one you wouldn't suspect, he's a rich man but a sinister man, the public believe he's nice and brings in orphans to give them a home but once they go in they never come out.
I've watch friend after friend go in, then watch them come out in coffins and none of them were ever given a goodbye. It was my turn now, all my friends were gone, I had no family to stop this. I was lead down the hall of what we had started to call the hall of last words, this was were we said our goodbye in whisper and where we were given the reason their god had chosen us, we were given the monster we were to become, if your bodies could take it.
Once in the room I was taken to a chair with tubes and wires going in and out, they were connected to beakers with colourful liquids.
It was like one of those places you would see Frankenstein in the middle of. A tall man with broad shoulders, he also had a smile that was even to cold to be seen on Satan face but he had it plastered across his face.
I thought the kids were joking when they said, "a man that works here, his existence is to torture us and those before us" , I had just found out who they were talking about, I was hoping that they would give up the dream of muted demons or as they called them "an army of gods", I would have said they were more dammed than gods.
I was shoved in a chair then it was like everything was swirling, I was strapped down and needles were put in my back where my spine was and my arms, that's when I felt the pain and the burning, the world went black.
My eyes stuttered open but with one difference, my surrounding, I was in a coffin, not a room and I knew why because I could no longer here my heat, I was dead.
But why am I awake, what am I ?