I am forced to worship a King Kill,
Dead inside, Posthuman, still lost in this Coma White
We wander this wasteland, Mechanical Animals,
Continuing this miserable existence 'til The Last Day On Earth.
They label loners like me, call us The Nobodies,
Just because we don't kneel at their Red Carpet Grave
Just because there's no Evidence that we are still alive.
Frightened yet? Scaredy Cat. I can feel your fear
As I "live" on. I am a Misery Machine, an Unkillable Monster,
Witnessing every pulsing Minute Of Decay.
All the titles in italics are the names of songs by Marilyn Manson.