In catalogum Haereticorum nuper Romae editum, Thomae Naogeorgi Satyra

Like the bilge of evil, manifest as the Antichrist. Since you once sat in the temple of the Lord and exalted yourself above all men and gods, you do not wish to diminish, or to remit anything from your arrogance, but rather to grow and ascend above the heaven. Therefore, there is no hope that you would deign to grant anything to Christ, or that you would wish to care for the salvation of the world. Therefore, you enumerate heretics and condemn the books, whatever ones they may have written that were noted by you, and you prohibit them from being read. You drive to Orcus the underworld with a thunderbolt those who amplify the merit of Christ and seek the truth, and who dare to mutter against the false dreams of the Cerberean voice, and powerfully refute them with the sacred scriptures. O most illustrious assembly, O venerable cohort, ministers of the true Christ, how great is the pleasure for me to be numbered among you? For the insults thrown at us, and our books, and the infamous name by which you traduce us everywhere, oh, what great rewards will the heavenly ruler give later? For He knows that we anxiously seek His honor and that we care with our study to lead mortals to true faith and the harbor of salvation. Therefore, let him curse and exclude us from the hall of heaven, (we know that the empire of heaven, earth, and sea was not conferred upon him, but rather the kingdoms of the Stygian swamp), Jesus will receive us and will bless us. But why, Cerberus, do we seem like heretics to you?