The Supermen [Live Santa Monica ’72] David Bowie

[Verse 1]
When all the world was very young
Mountain magic heavy hung
The supermen would walk in file
Guardians of a loveless isle
And gloomy browed with super fear, their tragic endless lives
Could heave nor sigh
In solemn, perverse serenities, wondrous beings chained to life

[Chorus 1]
Strange games they would play then
No death for the perfect men
Life rolls into one for them
So softly a supergod cries

[Verse 2]
Where all were minds in uni-thought
Power weird by mystics taught
No pain, no joy, no power too great
Colossal strength to grasp a fate
Where sad-eyed mermen 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 mold

[Chorus 2]
Far out in the red sky
Far out from the sad eyes
Strange, mad celebration
So softly a supergod cries
Far out in the red-sky
Far out from the sad eyes
Strange, mad celebration
So softly a supergod dies