Oh listen to the big brawl there where South Africans bang on tin and brass, while so many of them try to put themselves high on the stage. Yes, with clenched fists they hit on their chests and every person now thinks he is just the Big Boss.

In the big debating battle everyone are commanded to humble themselves now, praying and kneeling just like American sport icons on their knees, yes so that the entire world can be amazed at the injustice towards white South Africans.

But the entire world laughs and says: You oh white man has become Raca’s servant through your own doing, he was appointed by you yourself, as your master and your boss. Oh, listen to the big debating battle and it is about white shirt, black shirt and also do not forget the Freemason tie.

Left and right is now classed into so many different camps and every Tom, Dick and Harry makes videos of themselves in megalomania, yes just how it suits them. Look, in the Boer-volk they fight wildly, hissing and roaring, but nobody actually knows how a self-damned nation can save its own liberal skin.

Self-appointed volk-leaders, preachers and pastors inform the entire nation about their big sin-burden, while they forget so easily that they themselves are living in houses of transparent, abomination-glass. Heaven calls; look, therefore all their abomination prayers are only muck, defecated through their mouth so Blasphemously and they try to manipulate God just like it suit them.

Yes, unceasingly they call their false Jesus, church-angel of Satan-light, yes their lord-lord Balaam, so that he must come and guard them. But again heaven calls, woe oh woe, you have certainly missed your train because in rank lechery you have touched each other back and forth across the color line, in interbreeding.

So know oh abomination liberal nation, before God and heaven, for a long time you have not been a pure race in soul and body anymore. For you it is too late to humble yourself and to fast and never again can you come and wash your filthy soul before God. Therefore also know, never again will you be established in the Holy, Set-apart Assembly of the Most High.

In sin upon sin, hypocritical in your church and next to your sports fields, you have delightfully boozed, partied, talked crap and caroused together. So wear your white shirt, black shirt or your Freemason tie just like you want to. Look, your offspring is neither white nor black, but only a dull-grey sallow and heaven calls, oh what an obscene race.