The secrets of angels

I am the first,
I am the last,
Death means nothing to me
It only leads to all
The secrets of immortality.
Beauty is hidden beneath
The ugliness of all the
Knowledge, which was told to
Me.

See, what can't be seen!
Hear, what can't be heard!
Feel, what can't be felt!
Speak, what is to say!

See the secrets
Of dead angels
They will reveal
Within your mind.
Exhale your divine vibrations,
To gather mystic stimulations.

Worship your
Holy strength.
Blessed is every part
Of inner wisdom
Rising upon your
Self created futur.
I am what
I have to be,
So are you.

See, what can't be seen!
Hear, what can't be heard!
Feel, what can't be felt!
Speak, what is to say!