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Black like soot and red like blood, Europe will soon stand with broken courage. From London to France, right through the West, a long, pitch-black procession is moving. I hear a voice calling in English: Woe oh woe, we are truly deeply cursed. Then a big angel answers: You have openly looked for this.

From America comes the shrill sound of a bitch that calls: Look, from now on I alone will wear the trousers. Then the country citizens are cruelly rationed, in ration upon ration. There is no bread, and forget about dainties or just a piece of cake.

With everything now bitter franc, there is nothing sweet anymore. With fuel unavailable-expensive, the masses soon walk by foot. In marshal law the policeman reigns together with the army troop now. The young men are called up for national service.

Look, in drought and also flood, unexpectedly earthquakes and tsunamis come. The volcanoes spew their lava now furiously. The people and nations protest furiously, while calling: Oh why do we have to lose our freedom because of the word of the world-order?

But the big ones answer: All of this has a purpose, so just keep your mouths shut. With a new ruler in the world-chair. The pope commands that everyone must drool over him. Yes, black like soot and red like blood. The entire world soon stands with broken courage.