It Is Necessity And Not Pleasure That

It Is Necessity And Not Pleasure That Compels Us.

Come, Follow Me, And Leave The World To Its Babblings.

He Is, Most Of All, L'amor Che Move Il Sole E L'altre Stelle.

Everywhere Is Here And Every When Is Now.

O You Proud Christians, Wretched Souls And Small,/ Who By The Dim Lights Of Your Twisted Minds/ Believe You Prosper Even As You Fall,/ Can You Not See That We Are Worms, Each One/ Born To Become The Angelic Butterfly/ That Flies Defenseless To The Judgement Throne?