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I hear the soul of an executed murderer that sings: From mighty king, to humble street sweeper. Everyone dance, the last dance, with the Grim Reaper.

I see a noble fish out of the water and I know that the child of God now knows that he is not from this world.

I see a predatory fish in the water and I know that Satan will not rest before the Illuminati has wiped out the world-population.

I see a global fire that nobody can extinguish anymore. But still the liberalist waits, still in the end completely unfazed.

I see a suicide rope already knotted in a slider noose, on this the same stupid world-liberalist is hanging.

I see a thick, dark fog hanging around Italy and I see the Grim Reaper, standing with legs wide and contemptuously and laughing mockingly he pisses on the vatican.

I hear how the pope desperately tries to soothe the masses. And I know big volcanoes now become active to wipe out masses.

I hear a voice calling: One plus one, is a lost optimst. Two plus two, is a world-drunkard, with his wine fermented for much too long. Soon millions will sink deeply below in a pitch-black coffin.

I see an injection needle, like an arrow from a bow it just misses me with a millimeter. Simultaneously I see how the vaccinated kiss the angel of Death with an open mouth.

Again I see the noble fish, full of life, out of the dirty water. I know that the child of God now knows unwaveringly. Yes, well equipped, they know that this is the end of the period.

I see a dauntless man, as patriot he is totally for his volk and nation. And I know that this pure man is a Russian.

I hear the soul of an executed murderer that sings. His words go like this: From mighty king, to humble street sweeper. In our end, we all dance, with the Grim Reaper.