...river of mercy. Smell, the odor of death meandering. Taste, the flavor of blood. You have won the war : the city is yours. But are you happy ? You've killed men and womens during hours. You are uggly ! While they bow before you, They are thinking about your cruelty . " May the gods return...

Even if they become rude toward us, Even if the sun stay cold for us, Even if, after all, you'll love anyone else... I'll trust you. Our home as a secure place, We'll be waiting good days, to Make our own life, on our own. Sometimes, life is too difficult, I know. But, together, hand in...

...destroying all, everywhere... A man, on his horse, said "No". Humans stopped, surprised, their war. They looked aroud them, and they see : Deserts, wreck of homes, forests, as far As they can see, everything was bleeding, even the sea. But humans are stupids, sometimes : A man killed...