What Shall One Do With

Through Me You Pass Into The City Of Woe: Through Me You Pass Into Eternal Pain: Through Me Among The People Lost For Aye. Justice The Founder Of My Fabric Moved: To Rear Me Was The Task Of Power Divine, Supremest Wisdom, And Primeval Love. Before Me Things Create Were None, Save Things Eternal, And Eternal I Shall Endure. All Hope Abandon, Ye Who Enter Here.

The Secret Of Getting Things Done Is To Act!

He Who Awaits The Call, But Sees The Need, Already Sets His Spirit To Refuse It.

He Who Shall Never Be Divided From Me Kissed My Mouth All Trembling.

At This High Moment, Ability Failed My Capacity To Describe.