I stand tall and wrapped in stripes The fat of giant sea beasts fuels my light My glowing eye burns through the grey A mighty guide till the break of day

I climb without a ladder, I burn though there's no flame, No fire kindles me, yet I flare, I measure truth in mercury’s stare.

I am hot and cold. I am the color of your excrete. I could be made from civet's poop. Most people love to start their day with me.

I make castles that vanish, but I do not make washing up easy. People often watch the flow of time with me.

I protected secrets, but also swim in the water in cold lands. When all of us are removed, to the sound of trumpets, they say the world shall end.