Prophecy Fulfilled -  A great star, blazing like a torch, fell from the sky  the name of the star is Wormwood. And it carries destruction upon its surface.
Âmago é a expressão do mais íntimo e profundo de uma existência. Assim, esta breve coletânea de poemas dá voz ao espírito humano, para expressar o que há de mais inquietante e verdadeiro em cada um de nós.
30,000 years ago the war for America ended. Tomorrow it starts anew. Are you ready?
The epic battle occurred in a time before time; an epoch yet undiscovered, an age that humans should not revisit.
But, the United States just had to test that weapon; another addition for its vast military arsenal to strike fear in enemies and keep peace in the world. However, something went wrong, horribly wrong.
Detonated too close to the Earth's magnetic pole, the pulse from the weapon test shatters the magical barrier that banished an army so feared, so evil, that it took the combined might of many powerful sorcerers to entrap it. The Lias Tribe is released, and Queen LinaLias, finally freed, unleashes her Horde to wreak havoc on America. Millions of her bloodthirsty creations swarm the lands from north to south, devouring every human in their path. None shall be spared her vengeance, she so swears it.
President Brock D’Manna, working long hours to finally bring peace to the Middle East, takes vacation for the holiday season and returns to his hometown to relax. His respite is short lived when a pulse wave flashes through the city, instantly disabling the power grid. Working with local authorities, D’Manna helps restore some semblance of order in the city, but he fears it will not last. Little does he know; the worst is yet to come. Something far more sinister is closing in, leaving a trail of death and destruction in their wake.
There's no escaping this nightmare. Without warning, chaos and carnage reign, and people suddenly find themselves in the jet-black night of civilization's darkest age, falling victim to the basest form of animalistic annihilation.
Woe to mankind; the ancient queen comes to reclaim her lands, and this time sorcery cannot stop her…
 The [Horde] looked like Beasts prepared for battle. On their heads, they wore something like crowns of gold, and their faces resembled human [children].  Their hair was like women's hair, and their teeth were like lions' teeth.  They had armor like breastplates of iron, and the sound of their passage was like the thundering of many horses and chariots rushing into battle.  They had staves and stings like scorpions, and in their staves, they had power to [annihilate] people.  They had as [Queen] over them an angel, whose name is [LinaLinas], and in the [old tongue], The [Mother].  They trampled humans in the winepress outside the cities, and blood flowed out of the press, rising as high as the horses' bridles.
And the Earth shall run RED with BLOOD