The Anticosmic Overload

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