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From a heaven-choir that enchants the angels, the message comes to the earth. It is the song of seas, rivers, mountains, and plains that enchants the holy ones in destruction. It tells the planet how homo sapiens disrupted all her good order. It whispers, oh Earth, for long enough you have been losing the battle against their greed.    

Look, for your treasures and resources, the people and nations have renounced your cosmetic status in survival. Therefore, oh water sources, begin to boil, bubble and steam heavily. So that you, oh atmosphere, can mock mankind through the destruction of storms and cyclones.   

Therefore, you must also come, oh fire in fury-demon. So that you can surround forests, fields, farms, towns and cities in you devouring, destructive onslaught. Tear yourself, oh Earth, so that new mountain ranges can display themselves on your surface. Yes, so that old, established rivers can stream through new channels.   

In your revenge, oh planet, do not excuse mankind any of your Judgments. Therefore, listen to the heaven-choir, in the song of destruction, that comes to console in revenge. It is brought in prose, to a dying planet, and it enchants the ear of the cosmos, in righteousness.