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I hear human crowds sing: Oh bring us the good tidings. But heaven answers: Oh, if only your transgressions were insignificant. Then you could sing your song together with the angels. But just look at the worldling, praying there in a circle around the evil abomination. Therefore there are no good tidings coming. But only the message of pain and suffering.

With man’s feet tied in sin. With no freedom to find his way to eternity. It is too late to bring homage to the Godly Child in a Christmas song. Too late to sing a song of praise to heaven. Therefore listen to the lamentation of the world, on the strings of the desert wind. Smell the stench that it brings, of people decaying in death.

Know that the hands are now wringing together in prayer in vain. Yes, in song-prayer, of bring us the good tidings, of hope and salvation. In refrain the answer comes: All that is coming is only pain and suffering. With governments that cannot think anymore, for a long time already. There are just more illegal immigrants that will drown. Yes, with the West’s illusion city-lights that sparkle, it is the biggest prosperity lie that beckons other people closer.

With big ships that will sing in the nearby future. Falling planes will also resound in big explosions. With death now frolicking around wildly. It is too late to wipe away a tear for the deceased. With the Grim Reaper’s cup filled to overflowing with human blood. In 2022, multitudes lie dead, crushed and mutilated. Therefore let Homo sapiens stop singing: Oh bring us the good tidings, because all that will come is only pain and suffering.