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In ruined cities, the inhabitants are now being tested to the limit. With infrastructures destroyed and rusted, in landscapes totally destroyed. In an inhumane coughing, they duck away from each other, bewildered.

I hear the Grey and Black horse snort at the same time, in a time of pestilence and famine without a harvest. I look at a sunset in a strange red and yellow glow. Which shines over streets painted red with human blood.

I see the Knave of Spades mockingly lifting his hat. In a chaotic world where death rages victoriously. Tried to the limit, multitudes deeply mourn their losses. Yes, trapped in depression in a pitch-black rut.

In flood upon flood where storms rage on in record numbers. It breaks the farmer’s last bit of stamina and their courage. I hear someone call: As black as soot in disgusting sweetness. Satan comes with the horns of a goat on his head and a pig’s disgusting snout.

He rides in a carriage while waving to the masses like a royal. He demands his sacrifice in fresh warm human blood and under his roar of war many brave men begin to pay with their lives.

That is why the cities lie ruined and in the strange sunset of a crimson and orange-yellow glow. A single silhouette, the outlines of Raka dances, with his hair wildly frizzing in all directions.