Captured by the elephants the people thought they’d weep. The elephants held them hostage. They were not very weak. Why did they do that? We found out later. They tired of just dying. Why did they do that? We found out later. They were also tired of crying. So they're holding us hostage, holding strange guns. Their trunks look super powered, they might launch us to the sun. And I hope they win. They need to retribution. I hope they get their demands. We’ve killed them too long. There's no solution. We must wipe man from the land. I hope that you die and your cities crumble. I hope no trace remains. There’s been too much blood spilled on this land and it’s time to cleanse it again.