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 !