Around the candle flame, in a narrowing circle the stupid moth frolics, in suicide, and the Westerner realizes that he was an enormous fool. The prosecutor casts the lot and the auctioneer closes the bid. From a deep dark cave the liberalist calls, oh listen, a fool I will be forever.  

They call: Under a guillotine our head will roll, yes on our own, self-built gallows. In the stench of the dead rat, our flesh is now busy to rot. So, what is the use of our tears and what is the use of our snot because the entire world perishes under our evil plot.

On the American horizon the patriot is resurrected and revived and they also desperately call to God. But the prosecutor casts the lot and the auctioneer closes the bid. A rifle is placed into every available hand because the world economy will never be in balance again.

The pope is standing neglected, an outright slop; yes with the entire world church a global flop. But Christianity still runs, but now without a choice, in a neglected flock while they know, all this time, pope and bishop were only a Mafia mop.

Oh just look at the brew in a which-pot and see, on a hill in the sea, an Irishman, Englishman and a Scot are standing and they pray in vain for a rescue raft. Yes, there is no solution that can stop the downfall of England and her allies.

The entire European Union will also fall into the abyss. Firstly, Merkel and Theresa’s heads will roll and most women will soon be kicked out of political positions. Buckingham palace will also finally pay their tax and toll and the queens sits haggardly, like a blowfly on a stinking turd.

Russia is a giant that begins to stir everywhere. The first shots are fired and hit the target securely. Yes, around a candle flame, in a narrowing circle, the stupid moth frolics and pure Caucasian finally realizes he was an enormous fool.