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              coward you know. Truly I tell you, He is not tough at all. That’s why he has to be in a gang.

              Cause when the right pressure is out on his butt, he runs and hide! But the bastard will kill


              you and your children, if you don’t begin to fight for yourselves. Don’t you know that it is

              better to die fighting a good fight, than to be taken by the enemy? Will not you give your


              life for that which you love? You cannot be afraid of death if you believe in the Lord

              Almighty. Cause in him there is no death. So don’t be afraid to fight for yours and don’t let

              the wolf win any longer. This demon must be destroyed!  Soon and very soon he shall be


              destroyed.  It is written and it is true.

              The watchman stood by the sea waiting and listening for his call, but it came not. He stood


              and watched the morning star rise in its’ brilliance, hoping to hear the voice of the King,

              but he heard it not. So the watchman went home frustrated and bewildered, without a


              message to sound. In solitude he did weep, in his spirit and in the depths of his soul he did

              groan. Then suddenly! Out of nothingness from the place where no flesh dwells, the King


              spoke quietly.

              America Oh America! The riches country in the world! The Lord has blessed you mightily


              and sat you high above the rest. Why do you continue to make Him angry and put his love

              to the test? A strong hold for refugees and you were once a place where dreams come

              true. But now you have become like all the others He had to destroy,  Must He do the


              same to you?

              Your young people are fighting many endless wars; and you are now numbered among


              the fallen stars.  You are the greatest and could have been the best. But it is hard to hear

              my words America, while the heart of the beast is beating within your breast!  You are


              selling the land your fathers fought for, to a people from far away. Pretty soon your own

              children will have no place to stay! Captives in your own homes you will become, yeah!

              Even imprisonment for some!  The business men greed and the poor peoples need, will


              ignite an unquenchable fire! There will be blood in your streets as the beast heart- beats.
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