Alone, I use the vacuity as my habitat.  Here, I can't 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 it's 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.