O Dark, Dark, Dark, Amid The Blaze

This Is Servitude, To Serve The Unwise.

He Who Destroys A Good Book Kills Reason Itself.

What Is Strength Without A Double Share Of Wisdom?

For So I Created Them Free And Free They Must Remain.

I Sung Of Chaos And Eternal Night, Taught By The Heav'nly Muse To Venture Down The Dark Descent, And Up To Reascend.