Kometen sind brennende Seelen,   Die zur Strafe durch den Kosmos ziehen müßen.   Comets are burning souls,   That have to travel through the cosmos for punishment.   Nothing disturbs this transcendental harmony   The only light that breaks up darkness   Are the burning red stars   Cosmic winds bear a waft   Of a gigantic psychic force   That the nineth dimension   (colossal deep universe) holds   And opens for me   Desolation in purest shape   Neither melodies nor cries   Resound in this cold silence   Nevertheless I feel the endless echo of melancholy   No mountain, no tree, no lake   But an endless wasteland of stones and ice   Forms this realm where no king was ever born   Because no life exists which can be ruled   Here is the destination of my astral journey   The only place where I find peace   So I leave the world behind   And replace earthbound grey   To interstellar black   I leave the world behind !