10 May 2019 Friday morning 04.00

Oh just look at the Jack of Spades (Grim Reaper), look how gallantly he lifts his hat again. Yes, to the queen of diamonds, clothed in a dress dipped in blood. Look, over this, the bankers lose their last bit of courage. With gigantic amounts the nations begin to fine each other with tax and much blood flows over all the oceans’ trade routes.  

Oh listen to the Famine, commanding it calls, yes, for governments that order: Give us now the last bit of your possessions. For the sake of the war-belly, yes the soldier-troop, the man in the street is soon robbed of food.

Oh, see the bombs bursting, the glow of war, with towns and cities now as black as soot. Globally the big water flood also reigns, yes in strange storms that will rage worldwide.

Oh look, a volcano now enlarges an enormous belly for itself and it belches lava in a full flood of fire. In a big earthquake, an enormous ditch forms underground. While a terrifying tsunami rages across a large coastal region. Yes, with large regions that will disappear, without further ado, in more and more hurricanes.