The Artilleryman Returns Lyrics

JOURNALIST: Again, I was on my way to London, through towns and villages that
Were blackened ruins, totally silent, desolate, deserted.
Man's empire had passed away, taken swiftly and without error, by these creatures who were composed entirely of brain.
Unhampered by the complex systems which make up man, they made and used different bodies according to their needs.
They never tired, never slept and never suffered, having long since eliminated from their planet the bacteria which cause all fevers and other morbidities.