Over plains, mountains and hills there comes a global song. It goes like this: Look oh humans, the disease is no shame, therefore just wash your hands carefully. So the governments fight the virus across continents to the borders of the sea and furthest beaches.

But in the global prayers, coming from quarantine settings, so well-concealed, so much powerless pleading is coming from there now. Yes, for the relief of deadly infected lungs. In the churches all the preaching also dies quickly now. So, of what use are all the hopeful, but so useless prayers, because in quarantine upon quarantine all the church congregation members die.

The virus came and woe to the day when it will go. Look, there is already a stronger one that will come and stand in its place. So Mammon and Babylon also came in the form of the economy, only to perish again. Yes, so that the microchip of the beast can come and stand in its place.

With their freedom soon gone, man will now stand as a mindless being, just like an animal, in the world crush, for their survival. For so long man did not want to understand the lot of his end. So, how will they cope with so many storms and hurricanes, as well as earthquakes, cold and heat, which will pass over the earth and which they will have to endure in this time of crisis?

So, listen to the song that goes so far and wide across the earth. It goes like this: The disease is no shame, therefore go and just wash your hands thoroughly. But in the various countries, one after the next country break their promises and ties with one another. Yes, because in the chaos-fall of so many countries, a one-world-order is lurking, with all power soon in its hands.