A temple-tower was to be built by the multitudes, rising high to the skies, to demonstrate their power above all.
"Buildeth a temple-tower we will and come unto the temple-tower the entertainers wilst, like Cliff Richard" the multitudes said.

The Gods were right pissed off with this idea, for they were the only true Gods, not Cliff Richard, and so they smite the multitudes. "Confuseth thy tongue do we and thee shall speaketh in foreign languages for we do not wish this temple-tower to be buildeth.
Behold thee shalt knoweth not if thee art Arthur or Martha and understand noteth the silly words of Cliff Richard!"; and so it was.

The temple-tower couldeth not be buildeth for the multitudes knoweth not whoforeart Arthur and whoforeart Martha.