God lay dead in heaven
God lay dead in heaven;Angels sang the hymn of the end;Purple winds went moaning,Their wings drip-drippingWith bloodThat fell upon the earth.It, groaning thing,Turned black and sank.Then from the far cavernsOf dead sinsCame monsters, livid with desire.They fought,Wrangled over the world,A morsel.But of all sadness this was sad --A woman's arms tried to shieldThe head of a sleeping manFrom the jaws of the final beast.
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