All The King's Men

With marbled eyes
A heart of stone…
Collosus thighs
Gorilla bones…
We can rebuild you
As our wounded ???
In our trembling hands
We read your fate…
So… be a man
Lie there on the table
The world is yours, son
Take a stroll…
No conscience bared
No troubled soul!
No fingers tap without control!
Behold… behold!
The new man!
Set us free, new man!
This rich and varied tapestry
On your fingers…
No sleep awaits
The ??? man
??? the dreams…
So go out there!
Pluck from the garden!
Our man!
Our superman!
Our superman! Show us the way, Superman!