Afhomon [English translation]

There is no world above you

There is no world below you

Is no world in front of you

Is no world behind you

No world beside you

In which the hammer doesn't shatter the jar

In which ice feeds the snarling fire

In which not even the smallest shrub seeks

To overgrow, to cover, to overcome

Its neighbour

When the hour of pain has come

It is You or Me

To live is to breathe, to fight and to suffer

Brave every day

Only the dreaded last one lends peace

No world

That is not ruled by the will to grow, to live, to master

For you too

Carry this core inside of you

Even if your sun is called meekness

And your enemy therat is merely yourself in the end

This core

Of mortal fear and will to live

That is, ultimately, only love

and melts down into itself

Your will rules the world

As an entire law

The valley-depth of your misery

Some day matches the mountain-fortress' height of your bright joy

Water churns hallowing

Runs in and out, purgingly

Flushes out wounds' phantoms

Grieves delusion's spirits

The wise wanderer

Only breaks camp in moving on

Doesn't burn bridges

For one never knows when one needs them again

Scars of the queen of jealousy

Toppled pentacle carved so deeply

Mark of Cain graces the cold

Womb-wounded for so long already

Down to the blood I once pierced the bear

With the strongest rod of all

Moon-like it radiates from my mouth

Moth-mouth, my name is greed

Gibuleubauja