Through the ages, no nation has ever been kind to the mocked and scoffed Boer nation. Bound in the darkness, a lonely child now weeps sadly. Yes, devoured by the big dragon, an entire nation now begins to disband quickly.

Who could have known and who could have thought; measured with a liberal criterion, they now drink from a very bitter cup. Each day is once again tinted black by the darkness, a nation stands completely blinded due to their own mistakes. Therefore, there are few left who can still find their way back to the Father Home.

Through the big lie-darkness, bound by the arms, a nation stumbles completely blind. Devoured by Satan, in the filth thereof, the dead church congregations begin to stink in rottenness. When Raca’s hand beckons his comrades closer, another white family lies cruelly murdered and mutilated.

In the miserable sound of the winter wind, there is no more hope or true friend for the Boer. Look, the flood river is full and the livestock has drowned. The luster of silver and gold has faded and the Rand will never again shine in the economy.

So, who could have known and who could have thought that a satanic world order has thought out the fall of the Boer very well and therefore they have poured evil into their life-cup. Yes, measured with a liberal criterion, the entire once-chosen nation now has to drink from a bitter cup.

Bound in the darkness, a lonely child is weeping sadly. Yes, in the anxious cries that now resound terrifyingly and everywhere, there is nobody from the world who truly takes care of the open, bleeding wounds of a small, bewildered nation, or bind their wounds with just a little bit of love.