this is the anti, the anticosmic overload

and storms in emulation growl

from land to sea, from sea to land

and fashion as they wildly howl



though none may hope to fathom thee

still glorious are thy works of might



a circling wonder working band

destructive flames in mad career

precede thy thunders on their way

yet lord thy messengers revere



in spreading billows foams the ocean

spheres whirl around in endless motion

and cliff and sea with mighty shock

still glorious are thy works of might



this is the anti, the anticosmic overload

revolves the earth in splendour bright

from land to sea, from sea to land

and fashion as they wildly howl