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As electrons
As an iron god
I was eternal
That's why I wanted to die
The heathens of the Far Country made my land hum with their iodine
They had cut off the wise necks cut off my people
Like the roots of iron teeth
Zeus' power cords
Torn from my pedestal
My old hooves off
IRON HOOF
I dragged my legs to the remote marshes to land
In the shelter of the quicksand I curled up to rust
But I didn't land in my grave
I raged for a thousand years
No head and no tail
I can't curse die

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