From A Small Spark, Great Flame Has

Love Can Move The Sun And The Stars.

Here Let Dead Poetry Rise Once More To Life.

A Mighty Flame Followeth A Tiny Spark.

I Am The Way Into The City Of Woe. I Am The Way To A Forsaken People. I Am The Way Into Eternal Sorrow. Sacred Justice Moved My Architect. I Was Raised Here By Divine Omnipotence, Primordial Love And Ultimate Intellect. Only Those Elements Time Cannot Wear Were Made Before Me, And Beyond Time I Stand. Abandon All Hope Ye Who Enter Here.

Your Fame Is As The Grass, Whose Hue Comes And Goes, And His Might Withers It By Whose Power It Sprang From The Lap Of The Earth.