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I see a volk that whines. I see a volk that weeps. I hear them calling: Oh, where did all our prosperity go? Oh, why is God withholding His blessing? I hear a volk moan. I hear how they groan without stopping.  Yes, to there where it tears through marrow and bone.  

They are deprived of all their hope, and there is no rescue. I hear the waves of the ocean roar. I hear the cliffs groaning. I see fire and brimstone raining down. It spouts from volcanos so wild extreme. I see stealing and plundering, where barbarians just take and take.       

Then I see how the prey finally resists the predator. Bloodthirsty, the purebred female dog now ravages the male mongrel. I see rivers of blood flowing non-stop. In a city’s water tower, white arsenic is floating. Yes, in a country with a big problem, a volk is now tired of whining.