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The grass was once green, but forests and fields are now cremated pitch-black. The wine is pressed into blood, in a war march, with soldier boots crunching through cities. Products were once so fresh, but vegetables and fruit are now graded as rotten. Between a rock and a hard place, voters now rebel against the politicians. In a rainbow nation the voters desperately ask for that which was once so prosperous. But in fornication, genes and DNA touched each other backward and forward. Therefore, man is suffering under an enormous judgment burden.    

The Knave of Spades are standing dressed in a pitch-black coat. He paints on a wall, a graffiti message, with a bloody brush. He wrote: Man will suffer and defecate because of fear. The shoe fitted and judgment is now firm. Man is only an enormous burden to her planet now. Therefore, the earth is washed clean, in the way lice are removed. Listen therefore to the flute playing the death march. Look, corpses are buried or cremated in one go, in heaps.