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When all the world was very young
And mountain magic heavy hung
The supermen would walk in file
Guardians of a loveless isle
A gloomy browed with super fear
Their endless tragic lives could heave no sigh
Solemn, perverse serenity
Wondrous beings chained to life
Strange games they would play then
No death for the perfect men
Life rolls into one dull end
So softly a supergod cries
Where all were minds in uni-thought
And powers weird by mystics taught
No pain, no joy, no powers too great
Colossal strength to grasp a fate
Where sad-eyed vermin tossed in slumbers
Nightmare dreams no mortal mind could hold
A man would tear his brother′s flesh
A chance to die, to turn to mould
Far out in the red sky
Far out from the sad eyes
Strange, mad celebrations
So softly a supergod cries
Far out in the red sky
Far out from the sad eyes
Strange, mad celebrations
So softly a supergod dies
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