White House Ball Room Baal Room Shall Fall to Dust
NOT ONE STONE UPON ANOTHER SHALL BE LEFT STANDING. VANGUARD AND BLACKROCK……FALL FALL SAYS THE ATOM FALL FALL SAYS THE BRIEF FALL FALL MAKES THE MONEY STIFLE AND TRIFLE SAYS THE CHIEF. Fall fall in the fall the false white horse stalls and is besieged unto nothingness for prey for prey.
Dreams in the night show you your fright of an empire turned to dust and rust and must and crust and lust for the past.
Sin sore ship sin sore ship and sin sore sin sore the people. But your sin sword won’t stop the destruction of the two headed beast. The sin sword will fall as the buildings tall reap their haul.
And so Adam stripes the Atom to dust. Alpha & Omega will always be the Most High God.
NOT ONE STONE SHALL STAND UPON ANOTHER OF YOUR CITY WIDE TOWERS OF PRIDE AND TRIFLES OF STRIDE AND STAFF. As your raft of frequencies fall to the dirt so too the building that depended upon the periodic table to stand….shall drop to the clay and dust clay and dust.
Hi Drogen! Hi Drogen! He sews the destruction of just one little change to the air itself. Air that is yet still breathable by hybrids and humans alike. Just one little change than cannot be changed. Wildly impossible for wannabee elitist gods to change the Will of God Almighty. Say Hi to Drogen the crete. Meet God’s little friend “Trooth” who invited “Drogen” to join the party.
David came with his little slingshot so accurate his weapons accrued that it slaughtered the enemy in a shot.