Flying high and feeling great
With x-ray vision and super strength
All worlds races, colors and creeds
Pray for Superman in their hour of need
During a period of relative poverty
Control of the masses by the social elite
Using God, your symbol of hope
As a weapon of terror
On a global scale
You drink the blood of hope dry
Turn to cannibalism in desperate times
This land of Kryptonite
I dare not be exposed
To risk becoming less than I am
An alien, a man
Slave to the Ubermen
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