Untitled - Marilyn Manson

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