Marilyn Manson - "untitled"

At the end

I became them

And i led them

After all none of us really qualified as humans

We were just hardworn, automatic

And as hollow as the "o" in god

I reattached my emotions

Cellular narcotic

From the top of hollywood

It looked like space

Millions of capsules

The mechanical animals

A city filled with dead stars

A girl i called coma white

This is my omega