Идол

The cassimere has found in mountains of an idol, has shouldered it, has smiled and has gone. During the same moment, their lines подери, People before it have arisen as if from the earth! There were all of them on its way, Look, about God, to us was in a flesh! It to contemplate to all of us it was possible, the Ancient prophecy has come true! Greetings to you, friends and brothers, At mine don't roll feet, you Should understand more soon That I to you any not god! Not god! What for nonsense? Earlier never I felt myself more silly, than now! People, e eat, you have gone mad! In what, tell to me, my difference from you?! There was crowd slowly a prophet: Brothers, before us undoubtedly our god! I suggest all to rise on knees, It he and should tell! Greetings to you, friends and brothers, At mine don't roll feet, you Should understand more soon That I to you any not god! Not god! The Cassimere has shouted: ”It's totally ludicrous! In something I and God, but, as a whole, am unconditional – wasn't present!” The prophet Answered:“ It means, our Lord Wants, that we have turned its flesh into ashes! ”Have arranged council more soon to solve, whether It is possible to sin never on the Earth? Have deduced a result the best minds:” to Burn it that it didn't become such, as we! ”To burn it that it didn't become that didn't become such as we! To burn it that it didn't become that didn't become such as we! To burn it that it didn't become that didn't become such as we! To burn it that it didn't become that didn't become such as we! Greetings to you, friends and brothers, At mine don't roll feet, you Should understand more soon That I to you any not god! Not god!