Judgment has spoken and Mercy has left the assembly, sad but quickly. Therefore, heaven calls: Woe oh woe, for the entire world there is no more hope or any council.

The West plays her last card. But, unexpectedly, unfriendly the East exclaims: You oh West, is not our good friend or faithful mate.

While North now stares with hate at everyone, the South calls, so stupid and bold. Let us now add action to the word, yes, let us firstly resort to war.

Judgment has spoken and Mercy has left the assembly, wordlessly. Look, death now dresses himself in a black garment. From West to East, from South to North, he rides recklessly.

Left and Right he hits mercilessly with his sword and every tribe and nation is seriously harmed. The West suspected that they were ready, but unfortunately, the common sense has already left them long ago.