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Rock slide, flagellums as big as trunks for the thinnest, slit the air.

Disperse the tallest buildings like a dandelion in the wind.

Sand castles, then nothing can stand against  him.

His hands grind out civilization’s flesh.

Pulverize every trace of what it lefts of Man and Man as well.

People crushed, lacerated but the worst is the fire.

Lungs full of burning air, internal ignition.

But the worst is the fire.

Pyroclastic flows, grotesque statues made of ashes.

Ardent swarm, nightmare after harmful human.

Lahar made of smoking charnel houses.

But the wordt is the fire.

Eradication, no chance,

Persinofied nature is getting its revenge.

Like we clear a forest, he destroys us

And under torrents of magma

Humanity is swept away.

Flood of flames and pyroclasts.

Man is not fighting any longer, he runs and dies.

An evil cure for the world, a curse for us.