The secret of the world is unknown to us all
Been looking through the garbage yet the question remains null
To cathedral I went and cajoled the Angels
Smile of smiles, sly archaic smiles, sacred as silent bells
Went down the road to Hell and saw Devil himself
Held out gifts and powers I never desired myself
Floating in middle of nowhere still lost in the mist
Been to places I can, still no answers; I clench my fist
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem