And The plague came to village of in agreement humanity the force that it was necessary to be overwhelmed.
Nothing of green it was, nor of living creature, nor of justice or not even memorable.
The prayers for a new world had not been heard. Now it did not have more nothing, Except the vociferous plague.
Invader of the feelings deepest, it dilacerate with skill the viscera of the think beings and slaves the irrationals.
In the attempt of cartasis his soul, the paradise lost celebrates the shortage of the hope and the shades in the valley of the death prevail.
It does not have more angels to encircle and to keep. Nor demons fells challenged to stay near themselves of the provoked disaster.
There are cry and to creak of teeth while the fire and sulphur burns continuously.
All glory of the past was changed by the shame, solitude and for scourge of the fear.
The rebellion brought the gift of the hell and the present hell. It was discovered that 's impossible come back again.
Now it is too late.
To die two times is the end and the beginning of the harvest.
The law of the sowing brought the plague and who cannot exempt them.