A spirit sped br Through spaces of night; br And as he sped, he called, br "God! God!" br He went through valleys br Of black death-slime, br Ever calling, br "God! God!" br Their echoes br From crevice and cavern br Mocked him: br "God! God! God!" br Fleetly into the plains of space br He went, ever calling, br "God! God!" br Eventually, then, he screamed, br Mad in denial, br "Ah, there is no God!" br A swift hand, br A sword from the sky, br Smote him, br And he was dead.