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