¹²     To my right, the horde^[a] arises.
        They seek to knock me off my feet,
        piling their disastrous ways against me.
¹³     They lay waste to my path
        and benefit from my destruction,
        and no one is there to stop them.
¹⁴     As through a wall breached, they advance easily.
        Their thunderstorm of wheels rolled across my ruins.