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In the song of a mad Soprano. In the madness of liberalism, Caucasian perished in self-destruction. Therefore, the shrill cry of the Mountain Eagle went warningly through the cliffs and ravines.

Whereby, from the Barren-land of a death-valley, bones of the dead would rise in a battalion ready for battle. So that a large part of East as well as West could perish. Then the Earth groaned, and pain coursed through her bowels.

The Word was fulfilled, and the stones gave birth. So that an offspring from South Africa would stand up for Abraham. That is why the Spirit no longer escapes the once-deceased soul of the Boer. Yes, to stand up proudly for the One, Set-apart Name of her Creator.

Humbly, the little remnant was now ashamed of her transgressions before her Maker. For that reason, the small shelter stood firm against the wild, ferocious, stormy winds. Elohim wrapped His arms comfortingly around her. This, while He would defeat her enemy to the very last man.