Lost Are We, And Are Only So

Astrology, The Noblest Of Sciences.

He Who Know Most Grieves Most For Wasted Time.

So That The Universe Felt Love, By Which, As Somebelieve, The World Has Many Times Been Turned To Chaos. And At That Moment This Ancient Rock, Here And Elsewhere, Fell Broken Into Pieces.

We Have No Hope And Yet We Live In Longing.

Justice Divine Has Weighed: The Doom Is Clear. All Hope Renounce, Ye Lost, Who Enter Here.