Alone, I use the vacuity as my habitat.

Here, I cant receive illusions of changes through my frozen mind

Constancy in the focus of never: Magic spheres - the germs of the worlds are buried somewhere.

With my first move I could corrupt the never and let them explode.

To create space and time through the transformation of never

Belonging into elements eternal

Garden of vigour hidden to anyone's visions

The place where stem of all realities shall arise

Spring of space - times infinite possibilities

Silent sleeping beauty of time constancy

Magnification of the germs is conquering the void of the space

The universes in which the evil and good are being built

Chaos and order, gods, demons and inferior beings

But only the chosen ones will find the keys from the gates

To the different states of existences and different realities in the supercosmos

When to destroy is to create

Opens the garden again again all realities will meet to combine

The stream of time shall flow in its own spring

When to destroy is to create

Opens the garden again all realities will meet to combine

Cycle completes in elegance of the time constancy.