I'm the dark one, god's flame among the gales, flaying away moaning - like deaf bell of the north In mountains gloom I Ignite the red dawn with spark of my ache,and star of my impotence I'm king of comets -- my soul's ruffling like desert dust into aerial pyramid -- I'm storm's thunderbolt -- but more silence than tomb I'm hiding corpseness and odiousness of my graves. I - abyss of rainbows - but I would mourn upon me like ice cold wind between pond's withered canes I - glow of volcanos - but through muddy plain I walk, like funeral, with Boredom and Mourning The see is playing harps - billows the heaven's fire - and sun - My enemy sun! Rises hailing god.