Type O Negative - Less Than Zero

My reflection as that shadow's Blessing my death Lost soul in agony Meet machine tragedy God if you love me, then why won't You set me free? I don't have call waiting, hey, was that You pranking me? The sheep within Wearing wolf's skin Weak vagiant Amongst midgets Snot and cum Piss and shit Of this I am made Like the taste of it Vomit, pus Sweat tears, blod The scab removed Revealing what was a wound Of this man of steel Nothing is real The truth be scant Lord of idiots The punishment Eternal lent Victims be clear You're all volunteers