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I am the dark, amongst the winds, divine flame with moan
flying far away - like a silent midnight bell
in the dark of the mountains I set the redness of aurora ablaze
by the spark of my pains, by the star of my impotence

I am the king of comets - but the spirit shreds in me
like dust of the desert into an ethereal pyramid
I am the thunderbolt of storms but silent more than a grave
I hide the deadness and atrocity of my tombs

I am the chasm of rainbows but I'd cry over myself
like a cold wind on the withered reeds of the pond
I am the glow of volcanoes but through the muddy plains
I walk, like a funeral, with dulness and mourning

The sea is playing harps, the fire of edens writhes
and the sun -- my enemy sun! is rising, praising God