In the whiplash of self-inflicted, bloody lashes, yes on the tune of “On mountains and in valleys.” There the congregations still sing at the top of their voice, Psalms and Hymns, for the last time.

The liberal multitudes answer from carousel cities to far inside the sheep and cattle-kraals of distant farms. Yes, in suicide they call “we are one” in all the abomination-world-languages. Therefore Oh God, cast Your Judgment Scales over them now.

In South Africa, the last beams of the sun falls. The big, long night has arrived suddenly. With the suffocating darkness that will spread over everything. Look, the global economy will perish at once. Mammon stands terrified, worn-out, old and bent, completely astounded over her condition now.

Oh, the West is stupid. Her biggest enemy has appeared form her own midst as the mixed race. They came and they have disguised themselves as the original. Therefore the economy now stands old and bent and her last lover’s wig is firmly glued to his head.

Her beast, built from sand, stone and concrete, begins to growl at mankind over loudspeakers, from the big abomination city. While his eyes, like cameras, monitor the goings-on of the entire world. Satellites are his infallible source, with drones rising like poisonous, flying scorpions from the deep, dark pit.

Look, in the last Jewish Shalom, the last false peace came over the world in a deadly war. So listen, in Africa, Raca is also beating warlike on his drum. And from Nigeria, to the land of Sheba, many-a-bomb answer.

A bloodstain suddenly appears on the ceiling of the Vatican. Pope and Bishop are terrified, fearful and astounded over this. Yes, because YaHWeh’s Judgment has suddenly came upon all of the Catholics and Christianity.