(Dolly sports Asian/ Chinese mask! Kenny Dead! 'Love' is strange!)
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A careless heart ain't no good to no-one
I was going back my friends to see
Of what became of my childhood daydreams
Of all the things that used to be
To my surprise I stood alone
I walked a river of a waking dream
My father say 'Know what you're thinking'
I guess this old town seen better days
I walked a river of a waking dream
My father say 'Know what you're thinking'
I guess this old town seen better days
It's all gone
Ain't nothing for you here now
Sail on
Ain't nothing for you here now
Sail on
You talk of change, something better
Cutting down that big old tree
There's flesh and blood in there somewhere
But no matter what you just don't seem to see
Cutting down that big old tree
There's flesh and blood in there somewhere
But no matter what you just don't seem to see
I walk your chambers, your empty halls
I see you talking behind the doors
I see you talking behind the doors
My father say 'Know what you're thinking'
I guess this old town seen better days
I guess this old town seen better days
It's all gone
Ain't nothing for you here now
Sail on
Ain't nothing for you here now
Sail on
I'm sailing on.
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7th Seal broken! 7th stage of genocide is 'Preparation'! Failed & evil leaders of the world are only asking people to PEPARE ... while keeping them distracted with petty lies, disinfo, false data/ news, and empty talk/ antics!
(@7:33 of this typical "news" from Satanic-JudeoNazi-Kabbalo-Vatico-CIA/Jassassa's CNN (e.g.) ... a fake "doctor" talks about "UNbelievers"?!!)
God is not a man or 'mugharrib'/ jinn-man-hybrid (like Dajjal)! God is not an seen/ unseen Jinn (like Lucifer) or an Angel either! God is The Creator, not His own "creation"!
Freemason/ Mushrik/ Munafiq/ Kabbalah-Magi/ Pedo-Sodom Peddlers of the wrong God and wrong Jesus & Mahdi have been dying off!
However, the ASTOUNDING number of DEAD/ dying Pedo-Sodomites, Spooks, Satanists, Rabbis and Chabad etc. is completely suppressed by the Media varieties!
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What's REALLY going on in China (and the rest of the world) all this time?!
Meanwhile, the world is falling apart at the hands of the Grim Reaper ... some places far more than others ... and ALL places under-reporting: the real death tolls, profiles of the dead, and the actual death-experience, and disposal, of the deceased!!!
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But they are fleeing to nothing, and to nowhere, but to their own 'dealer', the Grim Reaper (whose own demons are inside those bunker$ too)!
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Numbers 23: 19
Covid 19
Surah 19
Angels of Hell - 19
And already, your life's outcome --- especially in Eternity that has already begun --- depends on your insight/ understanding/ CHOICE/ Belief!
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LYRICS:
Dreaming of the Queen
Dreaming of the Queen
Visiting for tea
You and her and I
And Lady Di
The Queen said: "I'm aghast
Love never seems to last
However hard you try"
And Di replied
That there are no more lovers left alive
No one has survived
So there are no more lovers left alive
And that's why love has died
Yes, it's true
Look, it's happened to me and you
Then carriages arrived
We stood and said goodbye
Diana dried her eyes
And looked surprised
For I was in the nude
The old Queen disapproved
But people laughed and asked
For autographs
And there were no more lovers left alive
No one had survived
So there were no more lovers left alive
And that's why love had died
Yes, it's true
Look, it's happened to me and you
I woke up in a sweat
Desolate
For there were no more lovers left alive
No one had survived
So there were no more lovers left alive
And that's why love had died
Yes, it's true
Look, it's happened to me and you
LYRICS:
She's going shopping, shopping for shoes
She wants them in magenta and Caribbean blue
Platinum and buttercup lilac and black
They fill a bucket up and laugh behind her back
Imelda baby, Imelda baby what to do
All the poor people saying that they gotta quit paying for you
In New York and Paris on the Champs Elysée
They see her coming from a long long way
They clap their hands together when they get her in the store
She's gonna wanna get more more more and more and more
Imelda baby, Imelda baby what to do
All the poor people saying that they gotta quit paying for you
Everyone's gone Jackie O
She was a regular here
We thought madame would like to know
We've got the blood red rouge right here
Now we've got all of madame's requisites and all in madame's size
Madame's taste is truly exquisite she must accessorise
The belts are alligator the bags are kangaroo
Enchanté may I say the jade was made for you
Imelda baby, Imelda baby what to do
All the poor people saying that they gotta quit paying for you
Imelda baby, Imelda baby what to do
All the poor people saying that they gotta quit paying for you
Lyrics:
In the howling wind comes a stinging rain
See it driving nails
Into the souls on the tree of pain
From the firefly, a red orange glow
See the face of fear
Running scared in the valley below
The sky
The sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue
In the locust wind comes a rattle and hum
Jacob wrestled the angel
And the angel was overcome
You plant a demon seed
You raise a flower of fire
See them burning crosses
See the flames higher and higher
The sky
The sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue
Yeah, alright, hold you
See, this guy comes up to me
His face red like a rose on a thorn bush
Like all the colours of a royal flush
And he's peeling off those dollar bills
Lapping them down one hundred, two hundred
And I can see those fighter planes
I can see those fighter planes
Across the mud huts where the children sleep
Through the valleys and the quiet city streets
We take the staircase to the first floor
We take the key and slowly unlock the door
A man breathes into a saxophone
Through the walls we hear the city groan
Outside it's America, outside it's America
So I'm back in my hotel room
With John Coltrane and a love supreme
And in the next room I hear a woman scream out
Her lover's turning off, turning on the television
And I can't tell the difference between ABC News
Hillstreet Blues and a preacher on the Old Time Gospel Hour
Stealing money from the sick and the old
Well, the God I believe in isn't short of cash, mister
I feel a long way from the hills of San Salvador
Where the sky is ripped open and the rain pours
Through a gaping wound, pelting the women and children
Pelting the women and children
Run, run in to the arms of America
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Ruqyah, cleaning one's conscience/ heart (Tazakkaha), Tawbah and returning Huququl 'Ibaad (to those you have wronged) with confession and recompense ... are the only Eternal Cures! The "Regan-Gorbachev-5G-Jinn-Coronavirus" cocktail will only be made maximally worse with any of their so-called vaxXine! ... Only blind losers think that they will survive this world f-o-r-e-v-e-r, which is exactly what GRIM Covid19 likes!
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The End.
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