Marilyn Manson – Posthuman

She’s got eyes like Zapruder

And a mouth like heroin

She wants me to be perfect like Kennedy

This isn’t god, this isn’t god

God is just a statistic

God is just a statistic

Say “show me the dead stars

All of them sing.”

This is a riot

Religious and clean

God is a number you cannot count to

You are posthuman and hardwired

She’s pilgrim and pagan

Softworn and so-cial

In all of her dreams

She’s a saint like Jackie O

This isn’t god, this isn’t god

God is just a statistic

[chorus repeat]

[Coma white:]

“All that glitters is cold, all that glitters is cold.”