There is a code that only Sion can decipher with the notes of a new song that will roar across the entire earth. In South Africa on the tower of a church a broken cross is hanging and underneath it is written: ‘since its origin it has never been God’s holy house’.

On a mountain next to it a maiden is standing – pure, set-apart and chaste. Proud she holds her fist high, triumphantly, because woman-alone she is going to crush the whore of Babylon under her feet.

Behold, the Vatican is now standing trembling and shivering like a scared little mouse with one old bishop soon living in a house for the handicapped with another retired insane pope on his way to a nuthouse.   From heaven a mighty roar comes and an archangel opens an enormous sluice while all the mighty ones wish they could get off this planet, but alas, the caverns and caves receive this evil scum.   There is a puzzle that only the cherubs can decipher, with all four archangels witnessing together in one voice; the stake was never in the form of a cross and here the lie has already gone against all truth. So unsettling winds begins to roar from all four wind directions and in South Africa nothing is safe or in order anymore.

From the media an unnerving message comes “by mistake” and more persons than only Malema are now scolded as a scumbag. With this the last brave ones begin to shake and tremble like a cowardly mouse because it is unrest upon unrest that boils over everywhere.

So there is a code that only Sion can figure out with her victory concealed in the chaos of others with the Spirit of Terror in a mighty roar and globally the Christian cross now crumbles everywhere, the cross that would be in contravention of all Truth for centuries.