A little more slumbering and a little more sleeping, yes, a little more stretching for a nice yawn and look, soon it is too late to scrape anything together for the sake of survival. Yes, while our volk, so unfazed, allows themselves to be entertained by their sport-god in nice gathering places or on the couch. Yes, a volk plays and teases and so sociable they poke fun at each other and Blue Bull, Shark and Cheetah swear playfully to take sweet revenge on each other and the white race lies lecherous and ripe so wide and fallow as harvest and awaits satan the gatherer. A little more mocking and a little more taunting, while the congregations croak like stupid frogs, following behind the political direction guides of their advisors, yes, in this way, in their thousands, they impulsively depend on their potato false-prophet. Look, the hybrid mishmash also awaits satan now as ripe harvest, yes, so wide and so fallow.

A little more sin and a little more evil so that man can harm his soul properly for the deepest hell. Therefore, a little more eating and a little more carousing, man is an insatiable polyp and gobble who only rely on the pleasure of matter. So, a little more drugs and a little more liquor and look, binging on sex, man stands shameless, so indecently clothed and naked, with few left that still want to guard the wellbeing of their soul.

A little more farm-unrest and a little more city-strike, so that the enemy can do what they will with their prey. So, a little more slumbering and a little more sleeping, look, the poor pathetic Boer-volk is so tired and sleepy. Therefore all the Africa-tribes are mocking them. So, a little more liberalism and a little more to the left, yes, those who can oh-so-sincerely hate their own kind, while they only can harm the existence of their own species.

A little more slumbering and a little more sleeping and just look, a once proud Boer-volk, now fast asleep. So, a little more church, mixed with political support and the Jewish handlers, let Angus belch out the Balaam-lie-doctrine like thick syrup over a stupid white nation. Yes, a little more stretching and a nice yawn, and soon it is completely too late to scrape anything together for survival.