Dismal Abya Yala

Hundreds of ancient Nations, each speaking their own language, extinguished by fire, extinguished as fire by the Colonists, who escaped religious persecution, just to persecute other people, just to take their land. Cruel as north of Black Sea Celts and their sickles. Descendants of those who extinguished your Nations are reclining on your territories instead of making retributions. The longer they occupy it, the greater is their guilt. In the end we all will be extinguished, but spirits are beyond ashes. What was taken from you, you will reclaim. The spirit of God is commanding stars as resinous chips in the lanterns of your forefathers. All powerful and holy God whose son was killed when he became human by the ancestors of Colonists. God the Father resurrected him. The same God will reconcile all the grievances.