Music & Lyrics: Alexander Sklyankin  [bad word] and simplicity of universe raindrops Replace each other upon pathway of regular cosmic era Torn, caught away from Eternity, ever difficult 
For anyone's lower mind [bad word] 

Physical matter world with rare holes to others 
It's isolated and desolate, the cripple, been at fault 
With things and at the same time with nothing 
As if concocted by no one's fantasy 

VARIOUS CHILDREN IN THEIR CELLS AND BODIES 
REPRESENT CREATIVE PROTOTYPES OF THE ABSOLUTE 
JOINING IN THEMSELVES THE WHOLE RANGE OF IDEAS 
ARRANGED BETWEEN MANY POLES OF EXISTENCE 
(POLES OF EXISTENCE) 

Myriad worlds with their long stripes of concepts It's non-existing anything 
Being engulfed by immense vacuum 
This creating of the higher stage idea 

Divine reality with no beginning and no end 
Into celestial space of light obscurity Self-reproductive and self-absorptive 
Alternates in quite novel forms of being