"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."
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