No light. Eternity is sleeping.
It's the Land where we shall sleep.
In this world we all are something creeping.
But what I have won I intend to keep.

Sometimes I can live with cosmic radiation.
When and where I decide by toss.
It leads to creation,
to domination.
The tenth avatar is ahorse.

Now he expresses his free will with birds in flight.
He'll cosmeticize with vacuum a light-beam mesh.
At the end of time
under cloud of his night,
under cover of his fight,
as the sign of the Great Light
He'll descry the Seventh Sun. It's Sonnenmensch.

And I try to live (man's life is frail)
Or want to dissolve myself in earth.
These attempts are morally bound to fail.
And then I'll announce my new birth.

I also express my liberty with birds in flight.
He'll cosmeticize with vacuum a light-beam mesh.
At the end of time
under cloud of his night,
under cover of his fight,
as the sign of the Great Light
I'll descry the Seventh Sun. It's Sonnenmensch.