Jere.14:10: Thus saith the LORD unto this people, Thus have they loved to wander, they have
not refrained their feet, therefore the LORD doth not accept them; he will now remember their iniquity, and visit their sins.
11 Then said the LORD unto me, Pray not for this people for their good.
12 When they fast, I will not hear
their cry; and when they offer burnt offering and an oblation, I will not accept them: but I will consume them by the sword,
and by the famine, and by the pestilence.
Jere.29:17: Thus saith the LORD of hosts; Behold, I will send upon them
the sword, the famine, and the pestilence, and will make them like vile figs, that cannot be eaten, they are so evil.
Psalms 5:5: The foolish shall not stand in thy sight: thou hatest all workers of iniquity.
WE HAVE NO KING BUT CAESAR!
You blockaded Pilate from saving the Savior
In that evil day you made your choice
God’s not OUR King, you proclaimed with one voice.
Synagogue of Satan, my wrath’s against you
TRUE Jews of conscience you persecute
Who upon their returning Messiah wait
To set up Jacob’s LEGITIMATE state
You seized MY Land with guns and force
Before the coming of the Lord
Nazrael murders her native sons
What is this horrible outrage you’ve done?
Thousands maimed, a whole host dead
Children who never uttered ONE threat
Their souls are safe in heaven with Me
They’re still concerned for their families.
Why have you slaughtered your helpless neighbor?
When YOUR trouble comes, there shall be no savior
To deliver you lovers of violence
The LORD rewards righteous recompense.
You’ve made your name to stink EVERYWHERE!
But you’re so stupid you just don’t care.
You murderers have made My Land a byword
You hardened devils are under a curse
But Jews who abhor your oppression are blessed
In the Day of Trouble in the Rock they shall rest
THEIR bread shall be sure, their water secure
The name of the righteous saint shall endure.
But the name of the wicked in infamy rots
His heart is contrary to the things of God
He takes no rest till he’s done someone harm
From the Path of Life he’ll swiftly depart.
But true Jews embrace the Torah’s light
They’ll want to do what’s just and right.
Humble hearts are blessed by God
But bloodthirsty men fall under God’s rod
Synagogue of satan, false Jezebel
I keep track of the souls you’ve killed
What is that blood crying up to My Throne?
Am I so deaf I don’t hear their groans?
Nazrael feeds her war machine
Supported by the Cabalist Fiend
Who rules the puppet on a string
And shall of God’s unmingled wrath drink
In that dread day when Christ shall come
To uproot all who’ve murdered His sons
Jezebel Nazrael, oppressor so evil
How can you flee the damnation of hell?
You think you’re God and you call the shots
My chosen children you vipers are NOT
Blood and gore stains the face of the poor
You’ve turned from Me to play the whore.
You claim Abraham and the Promised Land
But MAN brought you back, it wasn’t MY hand.
I sent you to exile for all your sins
Why should you return if you don’t repent?
A bloody whore who bombs the poor
Yet Christians think you’re the pets of the Lord
Forgotten by all is what Jesus said
YOUR house is left unto you desolate.
The Kingdom of God
from YOU was taken
And given by God to another nation
A nation who’d faithfully bring forth good fruit
Of love and mercy, the virtues I choose.
What are YOUR fruits, counterfeit fig tree?
What treasures do you bring to the King?
Hatred, greed, murder, intrigue
Killing your neighbors on bombing sprees.
You spin dirty lies, the truth you despise
Like satan your father you hide from My light
Darkness conceals your web of evil
How can you say you’re My chosen people?
Why do you trespass on Holy Ground
What sort of tree must My angels chop down?
A cursed fig tree with figs so vile
Their stench pervades every nation and isle.
MONEY’S your god, Big Satan your slave
Whatever you need, to HIM you can pray.
Your mighty male lover, he satisfies you
With his great bulk he smothers the truth.
A starstruck lummox who’s led to the slaughter
He worships you, he’s your cannon fodder
He keeps his fair lady up in style
The wife I cast off a cruel crocodile.
Giggling, you ride like a queen on the top
Elated to learn that more Gazans are shot.
You’re ridin’ high on his blubbery gut
Bloated by blood which by conquest he sucked.
Money and blood are under his tongue
Locked in embrace you fondle his guns
You’ve finished your feast of shredded flesh
Canapes of babies with blown-off heads.
The darkest red vintage you raise to a toast
The juices of carnage from satan’s own roast
For dessert you dine on Devil’s Food Cake
Blood sugar frosting from famine you make.
Crude coffee pipes, Palestinian pie
Licked off your lover’s ham-fisted thigh
From his tongue you suck refreshing gold mint
He shoots you more cash for armaments.
The busboy covers your carnage at last
With navy napkins, refills your glass
Guilt for the war dead is on their OWN hands
They threw THEMSELVES in our cast iron pan
Peppered with lead and served on a bed
Of blown-up rice soaked in blood of the dead.
Blow out their lights, it’s time for romance
You tighten his necktie and dig in his pants.
You slender she serpent undressed in his bed
He’s seized by his secrets with threats in his head
He makes you feel safe, never says no to you
Big Satan always gives Nazrael her due
The kings of the earth betrothed him to her
So woe unto nations who won’t bow and serve!
Push HARDER! the horrible harlot squeals
Penetrate places that store Gazans’ meals
United we target UN aid zones
We’ve eaten the flesh of the dogs’ bare bones!
And so she gives him a sticky wet kiss
Hot blood on her breath as she sighs in bliss.
Her demon offspring she nurses with pride
A plague of locusts getting high in the sky
They make love to murder, their thrust is fast-paced
Satan’s white paint they spray in God’s face.
Murder a man, you mock His Maker
Nazarel does, and God’s gonna break her
Those sadist perverts raining down death
Will be terrified to draw their last breath
Big Satan won’t be around anymore
To keep God from settling that sore old score
Nazrael’s locusts feast on the weak
Armed to the teeth Nazrael murders the meek
She shellshocks the baby in its crib
Kills love of life in Gaza’s
Hungry bellies, radical hearts
No heart has the locust with phosphorous farts.
They nuke goldfish bowls armed with sticks and stones
Nazrael shells shelters and funeral homes
They ain’t got the guts to fight a REAL foe
Those polecats hide in their cockpit holes.
From God’s high heaven they cry, I’M the boss!
I’ll win this war and to hell with the cost!
I’m only spraying for roaches tonight
Gee, this sure is an easy fight!
How many are dead? Don’t overblow it
Protesters are throwing a big enough fit
Who knows what bones those dogs will dig up?
Rubble dump graves, burial in the rough.
Why do they HATE us? They weren’t ALL slaughtered
The Lord is against you, who killed children’s fathers!
Sow bereavement you’ll reap the same
Upon My fair land you’ve rained pain and shame.
The Sword of the Mighty Lord of Hosts
Will cut off the leeches wherever He goes
From Dan to Beersheba
Nazrael disarmed, unable to fight.
Her arsenal’s emptied, her hosts are besieged
Suitcases packed, but no one can leave
No other land wants you, there’s nowhere to go
You’ll break rules and run to new refugee homes.
Locusts lament there’s no fuel for their bombers
Without your war toys army life is a bummer
The mighty are fallen without their Death Tech
They run like girls while THEIR homes are wrecked!
Woe unto those who blockade food aid
Who burn up the barley of souls they’ve abased
CURSED be your storehouse, your wine and your bread
CURSED be your bodies, you’re just walking dead
CURSED be your works and your comings and goings
Sackcloth shall clothe your adulterous loins
In the siege that shall come when the Great Whore is judged
For shedding the prophets’ and apostles’ blood.
YOUR eyes will stare in bewildered despair
As YOUR food is plundered and bombed everywhere
The dead are all numbered, their blood I require
Behold the rising of Babylon’s
Forever in heat you follow Big Satan
He lights your fire at feeding stations
You fly to meet him across hell’s chasm
Cries of the dying inflame your orgasm
I’ve no god but Caesar, who gave me this soil
Massage me right here with sweet rosy oil
Big Satan rocks, you cry out for more
You treacherous, wandering, Jezebel whore!
Invading forbidden zones of pleasure
You conquer the earth to loot its vast treasures.
Big Satan you lead by the bit in his jaw
Dead to demands of compassionate law.
Give me MORE, you softly moan
On top of Big Satan are tombs of dead bones
He’s opened wide his bloodstained hand
So YOU can level some other land
Soothed to a stupor in Nazrael’s lap
The Big Giant sleeps in her scheming trap
His secrets ripe plums for her to gather
Deceitfully she whips out her scissors
No ball club bailout for her bear bull
She leaves behind a burnt-out hulk
Unable to see any enemies
She kisses her new man, Mammon Money!
You’ve lost My love, you’ve earned My hate
The plagues of Deuteronomy 28
Will smite you till you can bear no more
Adulterous, lying, conniving whore!
Christians pray and praise in church
But fail to feel the refugee’s hurts.
NAZRAEL must instead be blessed
We pray for them and to HELL with the
Evil inventions excused and ignored
Nazrael needs more nukes for the Lord!
So pay your taxes cheerfully
Nazrael needs to bomb more babies!
Set up the scene for our war machine
THEY’LL do the purging, OUR hands are clean
Two-thirds of THEM must be cut off and die
So WE can arise and fly to the sky!
We act like we love them, at least for now
So join our tour group, make a joyful sound
We’ll join in their dance by the ancient Wall
Cherish their tombs before they all fall.
Zionist Christians expect big bumper blessings
For feeding Nazrael’s War Machine
But pimping preachers have lied to them
Dealing in death is a damnable sin!
He who arms Nazrael shall share in her guilt
I’ll tear down the lies pretty preachers have built
Blessing bullies brings poverty
Feed the poor with the Lord’s money.
Proverbs twenty-two sixteen
Condemns gifts to Nazrael’s war machine
Bombing the poor brings the wrath of the Lord
Rich Ahab will fall atop his own sword.
Jezebel Nazrael, you make Me sick
You white-washed tomb, you pull every trick
To escape blame for human rights laws you defy
Filling the Land with bloody WAR CRIMES!
You flatter yourself like a pretty peacock
The God of Heaven owes ME a lot
Just because of a quirk of birth
He KNOWS how much MY side is worth!
All your TRADITIONS prove who you are
Your family tree makes YOU the stars.
Christians serve you and kiss your feet
Though they’ve been highly exalted by Me
To share My own Throne as priests and kings
Joint-heirs with Jesus of EVERYTHING.
Their spirits are united with Mine
Espoused to be My very own Bride
But they’ve grown tired of their humbly clad Savior
They’ve been led astray by Zionist teachers
Who replace grace with race and bring back the props
Of Mosaic conquest, this madness must stop!
Hitler was a horrible swine
He murdered anyone who wasn’t his kind
He trapped his rats in brutal camps
And now his soul’s forever damned.
But what have YOU done to hurt My Son?
You sent His disciples on the run
You called MY Son Beelzebub
You turned your back on His Law of Love.
Your fathers denied Christ’s sacrifice
Struggled to stamp out the fledgling light
They KNEW My Gospel message was true
But hindered its spread to Gentiles and Jews.
Many are burning in hell today
Because your fathers blockaded My Way
Just like you block aid from coming in
To Gazans who need food and medicine.
You spread death and grab the dead man’s gold
The sunshine you hate, ‘cause it can’t be sold.
If Christ came back you’d kill Him once more
But the Lamb will return with a Lion’s angry roar
All My foes who My Lordship refuse
Shall be slain without pity whether Gentiles or Jews
War mongers, thieves, blasphemers and liars
My angels shall cast in a furnace of fire.
Burning bombs fall from the charcoal clouds
As you callously flout what My Torah’s about
Your prisoners flee and you give them no rest
You leave them no crumbs as you grab all the best.
On Sabbath you rest from love and mercy
But labor to kill the weak and weary
Bombing the bread of the dying and dead
You play at WAR on your “day of rest.”
You boast of bird poop you sprayed from the sky
They can’t scrape it off before their flesh dies
Ha ha ha! laughed your yellow airmen
We’re only spraying OUR land for vermin!
You fearlessly murder the works of My hand
With innocent blood you fill My land.
The Angel of Death shall be sent from My Throne
To gather fodder to feed hell below.
You Jezebel, you spawn of hell
You’ll be dog food on the ground as well
Burning sores and wounds that won’t heal
My righteous wrath shall be revealed.
I’ll thresh you with My mighty flail
Your lovers in the West shall fail
No more gifts of bird poop planes
I’ll strip you naked, show the nations your shame.
You burn My babies and cut off aid
Your big fat flunkies now join the blockade
Over My Son you’ve thrown your shoe
So now I wash My hands of you.
Two thousand patient, longsuffering years
I’ve watched you plague this planet with tears
Your lying and your usury
Control of banking and industry
You’ve jacked up prices on everything
Insulted My Son and soon-coming King
The whole wide world takes its orders from you
Rich politicians give the devil his due
You butcher your victims, THEY get the blame
But to YOU belongs the sickening shame.
Synagogue of Satan who martyred My saints
Murdered the prophets, cast My precepts away
You’ve lied to My people, you’ve had your day
Because of your lies only some will be saved
The God of Heaven now casts you away
Out of My sight, with your lovers go play!
Jerusalem will be cut in two
By a Solomon found in the midst of you
Desperate and fearful he’ll seal a deal
With those from whom you love to steal.
Saviors shall rise from the ends of the earth
And pray for the Lord to put PEOPLE first
Save those souls appointed to die
Cast down oppressors from their lofty heights.
Cast our oppressors down to the pit
Vacate the throne where satan sits
Send a savior to smash the iron fist
That Your Name may be praised within our midst.
Such prayers were prayed in Hitler’s day
By those who suffered oppression and pain
Now that his work is done again
I shall now arise to your victims’ defense.
Your wishy-washy “sorry” won’t wash
Your sins remain naked before Almighty God
You saddle the nations with repaying the cost
Of pulverized homes, hospitals and mosques.
You foul the streets like a reckless wild ass
Expecting others to cough up the cash
To pick up YOUR poop like Uncle Tom slaves
You’ve turned MY land to a bloodstained grave!
I’ll crumble Nazrael to similar rubble
For her neighbor’s suffering you’ll get double trouble
GOD don’t play favorites, you’ll soon discover
You won’t be saved by your bankrupt lover.
You share the same guilt, you’ll drink the same cup
The coming years are gonna be rough
Because you slew your poor neighbor’s lamb
Falsely accused him to steal his land
Then pulled dirty tricks to stone him to death
NEVER AGAIN will you peacefully rest.
That Cabalist cult who pulls the strings
Will fall by the stone of David’s sling
A tried Stone, a Precious Cornerstone
Who’s calling His Heavenly Zion home
To mansions of light in a City so bright
It’s never darkened by shadows of night.
But woe unto those upon whom that Stone falls
Condemned by the breaking of sacred law
It shall grind them to powder on that dreadful day
When the Judge of the earth makes debtors pay
Billions in damage, untold heartache
You’ll reap what you’ve sown, to the penny you’ll pay!
Synagogue of satan, foul Jezebel
Awaiting you is a devil’s hell.
Captivity time will come again
My land will rest from your loathsome sins
Peace and quiet at least for a while
Until the superman unveils his guile.
Nature itself will vomit you out
You unwashed, filthy, wallowing sow.
Not until your Remnant repents
Will I take pity and from judgment relent.
All nations behold the blood you’ve shed
With heads of state you’re snuggled in bed
But when you’re cast out you’ll have NO true friends
Because from your murders you won’t repent.
Fearful and haunted by bloodguilt you’ll flee
With NO assurance of peace and safety
A curse and a hissing to all the nations
Refugees gather at feeding stations.
The woman who once fed delicately
Is now reduced to rice and beans
Beans and rice, contagion and lice
Cut off from all that’s normal and nice
Quaking in fear that death is near
Her eyes are dry and drained of tears.
She trips on a twisted strip of steel
Her pedicured foot is pierced through
Doctors are banned from the bombed-out Land
Nowhere to find a helping hand
Nothing to kill the infection and pain
She shrieks in the rubble all swollen and lame.
In the outraged sky a deafening drone
Leaves only the dying’s pitiful groans
Swirling swathes of death overhead
With nowhere to go people envy the dead.
The woman’s too weak to rise to her feet
Naked steel beams bent from shimmering heat
She’ll die if she can’t escape this place
Before she knows it she’s been erased.
Flaming phosphorous scorches the sky
People screaming and terrified
Please, dear God, won’t You let me die?
We’ve got no weapons with which to fight
Bodies are burned in the rubble dump
A man stares in horror at his bloody stump
Mangled specters pockmarked with pain
And yet the bombs relentlessly rain.
Choking smoke fills the fiery air
Please give me a ticket to ANYWHERE!
O God of my fathers, please LISTEN to me
I need a SAFE place to lie down and sleep!
Because you did the same to your neighbors
Your life will not become any safer
He who punished degenerate Sodom
Will hand you a drink to drain to the bottom.
Go seek your shelter from your lovers
Fornicate from under the covers
Mighty nations can’t bring salvation
From heaven’s wrath and retribution
You’ve wrapped things up right on schedule
But Almighty God’s not so easily fooled
Your cunningly crafted scripted show
Will end with the victors vanquished below!
Big Satan will party and backs will be slapped
Ignorant of future tricky traps
The wine will flow, polished words will glow
The honeymoon ends right after the show.
This magical moment will give way to fear
Insoluble problems will bring many tears.
Your hurt will get worse instead of better
You merciless fool, impoverished debtor
You wouldn’t let Christ pay for your sins
Your heart’s too hard to believe and repent.
Like Ahab you stole your neighbor’s land
Judgment will fall from God’s own hand
Arrows ordained upon My bow
To smite the merciless down below.
Chosen? YES! For perpetual war
Chosen for the famine and the sword
Chosen for the wrath of the Lord
Hell worse than you dealt to those slain by your sword
If you don’t repent with a broken heart
You’ll find the Way of Transgressors hard
CUT OFF from all that’s righteous and good
You’ll burn in hell like rotten wood.
Go ahead, celebrate your “win”
But all you’ll reap is your wages for sin
On this your evil, pre-scripted day
I hear the hosts of NAZRAEL say
We sure showed THEM! Now they know who’s boss
Like Christ we hung their butts on the Cross
The idiot’s out, let’s sing and shout
That Leftie must NEVER our statements doubt
That Mr. Nice Guy they all idolize
Must dance to the tune OUR piper pipes!
We OWN him, he owes his soul to US
Despite alleged allegiance to Jesus.
Our dirty work’s done, the battle’s won
The truce safely signed, new lies are spun
NOW is OUR time to proclaim a peace
But none of OUR rats will ever be freed.
Uncle Tom slaves will do OUR work
They’ll kiss our feet and grovel in dirt.
THEY’LL slop the hogs and pen them in
And leave them without any means of defense.
Whatever Nazrael wants, she gets
Jezebel controls puppet governments!
They’ve sold their souls so they can serve US
Our meals of bombs, tanks, missiles and guns.
They’ll never fail to replenish OUR purse
Even if the whole world’s out of work
It’s OUR right to suck the breast of kings
They’ll do our bidding as underlings.
From all the cares of compassion we rest
Subservient allies will wipe out the pests
THEIR ships will keep the rats caged in
There’s no way in hell our victims can win!
For Hitler’s camps we take revenge
THEIR buildings are rubble, THEIR skin is singed
THEIR widows mourn, THEIR kids are crippled
We’ve pulverized THEIR hospitals.
THEIR bodies are burnt all the way to the bone
By phosphorous farts we belched out below
THEIR arms are missing, THEIR eyes shot out
Let’s chant and make a joyful sound!
Passover’s coming, let’s give god thanks
For leading us safely over Jordan’s
He carried us over the mighty Red Sea
The Red Sea’s drowning all our enemies.
A sea of blood THEIR whole land floods
GOD owes US
God Himself can’t stop our war planes
From killing for HIM on His Sabbath Day
Primitive men in those Bible stories
Had to bow and give God glory
Even though God could fight spears and slings
To Sat Nav nukes He can’t do anything!
Because OUR ancestor’s Abraham
We can kill who we want and the whole world be damned!
If the Lord don’t like it He can sit on a tack
We’re planted in OUR land, God can’t send us back!
Thus says the LORD to those haughty boasters
Who trust in their guns and murder-motors
I curse your locusts with scorpion tails
Which leave a lethal, burning trail
Satan invented the “blessing” you got
From your lover fattened on religious rot
Conscientious Christians hold their noses
While praying for YOU My alleged chosen
To ALWAYS get the victory
They must make excuses for evil thieves
For they’ve been taught to put Nazrael first
Or they’d fall under an ancient curse.
Zionist preachers hold them in bondage
And saddle them with Old Testament baggage
But the Blood of My Son has set them free
To live in New Covenant liberty.
They aren’t cringing slaves to a criminal nation
They’ve been exalted by My salvation
Christians don’t owe Christ’s foes a penny
To finance your sins which are so many!
Instead of serving YOU the nicest pie
I’ll pour bowls of wrath from My angry sky
Famine will fuel more angry outbursts
Instead of repenting you’ll only curse worse.
A towering foe swoops in from the north
To Judge you, Jezebel, Nazrael whore!
Those breasts you suck are gonna dry up
THEN we’ll see if you still act tough!
A corpse attached to a living Body
Against the decay there’s no antibodies
Covenant partner? You’re rotting My flesh
To living stones you’re ministering DEATH!
Can two walk together if they aren’t one soul?
Can God’s Spirit of Life bless a Death Patrol?
Jesus came to save men, not kill
It’s SATAN’S job to murder and steal.
My Body I’ll rid of you parasites
And make you mourn in the darkest night
Your conscience will damn you and keep you awake
I give sleep to man, but your sleep I can take
I’ll smite you with terrible nervous disorders
Because you killed those you trapped in their borders.
You’ll toss and you’ll turn but get no rest
A thready heartbeat in your neck and chest
Your mouth is dry, your palms are sweating
No cover for sin, My judgment you’re dreading
Your bowels will boil with unearthly fright
The years fly by, hell’s mouth opens wide.
Satan greets you, says well done, my son!
A nice sacrifice, MY victory’s won!
But Christ’s Reign will cast out
your evil regime
Throughout the earth My Name you’ve blasphemed.
I honored YOU above other nations
I only gave YOU written revelation
I shared with you wisdom, mercy and love
But you’ve driven away My gentle Dove.
First in privilege, first in judgment
For all your crimes comes your punishment
The nations shall gather to get their due
They’re wrong, it’s MY place to punish you!
Your Passovers are abhorrent to Me
Blood’s on your hands, rebellious sheep!
The ghosts of your guilt will haunt your feast
What taints your wine and unclean meats?
The leaven of the blood you’ve shed
The cry for justice from the dead
Is heard by the Mighty Lord of Hosts
Who will avenge those fallen souls.
Demolished homes, the whole Land rings
With angry shouts and blasphemies
You broke your treaties and My creatures’ bodies
You bloody Belial, away from Me!
Instead of sweet fruit, behold, only thorns
Better for you if you’d never been born
Why did I ever put up with you
You crooked liars and counterfeit Jews!
Hypocrites who serve the devil
How can you escape the flames of hell?
Over YOU, false Jews, have I cast my shoe
My land does not belong to you!