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the eagles has an new leader who rose to power so fast to lie to the people about where he came from, for in his third year of eight he shall befriend the holy land leaders and deliver lawfully babylon to his friends, for in the second root of his house blood times mars. so by losing his time the people elect a black male (So Wick Is He) for in the second foot of his house he shall ask the children of his armies to be slain of the last chief, lay down the new power of the inhuman srcound, one shall know him and him being about his prophecy and that one shall be beheaded, and the new eagle shall love on to the new house. before the father of nations - between the tree of life - the empire of the russ shall make war with him and shall not be watchful of the east - for not all obeys, six powerful kings shall bow their heads to the eagle by land, sea and air. the religion shall be called 2511141 - The Blind god. all good and bad shall become barbarians when the food of the earth runs out, for time has gone backward to it's beginning, the greed of men now wails in the wind for a long time no woman shall be married, How silly is England to think that the Kinglessking shall bow head to their queen, words said, is it I who bow down to you woman or you I, and the queen shall know him by these words to kiss his hand in vain. let the church in rome know this said, for the voice aid to me to write it. I know the host of your church and of your demons and I know that I come quickly if you repent not, and I shall cast out your demon host and shall i not beheaded the church. but if you carry on i alone shall enter into your heart and conduct the lady outside, and she shall cast out her mouth I. to the same church, election - conflicts and blood, let he who Yeshua know his new name, and let them who shall say we are with Yeshua Beware! and let man choke on his own words and blood, for none know the Yahweh our Elohim, not even his chosen, and I alone stop writing to place my pen down.
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