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Jewish Privilege is White genocide. More information here -> https://gtvflyers.com/

Fight The JewWorldOrder. Prevent white genocide.

The gods have blessed our soil and blood
It was meant to be
We carried on through drought and flood
It was meant to be

We built this land upon our graves
It was meant to be
As fortune favoures just the brave
It was meant to be

Don't worry child
Don't you fear at all
Don't worry child
We will kill them all

Your fathers died, so you may live
(It is meant to be)
We can't forget and we won't forgive
(It is meant to be)

Now I must go, do you hear the drums
It is meant to be
We will prevail, whatever comes
It is meant to be

Angry prejudice dogs.

Jewish simps, compilation exposé.

I see you, you see me
How pleasant, this feeling
The moment you hold me
I missed you, I'm sorry
I've given what I have
I've showed you I'm growing
The ashes fall slowly
As your voice consoles me

As the hours pass
I will let you know
That I need to ask
Before I'm alone
How it feels to rest
On your patient lips
To eternal bliss
I'm so glad to know

We're swaying to drum beats
In motion, I'm feeling
My patience controlling
The question I won't speak
We're telling the stories
Our laughter, he knows me
We're leaving, we're talking
You're closer, it's calming

The night will hold us close and the stars will guide us home
I've been waiting for this moment, we're finally alone
I turn to ask the question, so anxious, my thoughts
Your lips were soft like winter, in your passion, I was lost

A short example of what is going to happen when the Jewish globalist bankers stop producing physical cash.
You will only be permitted to buy what you are told to buy, in small amounts.
Every transaction will be directly tracked by the Central Bank.

A truly great man who fought against Jews and their white European genocide

White Genocide exposé. The JewWorldOrder.

Kahanism is death to 'all' non-Jews.

Wake up baby
It’s time for something else maybe
Wake up darling
As the open skies open their eyes
And rain on your latest parade

Suffering is the art of it
Suffering is the best part of it
Suffering is the art of love

Wake up darling
Lets get out there and
Time for some action
Wake up baby – its time for
A new direction

Give it all to me tonight
Your body on my mind
Oh I've been dreamin' of this night
For so long

Come sit by my side
You've got a sad look in your eye
Don't let them pull you in tonight
Oh no

I don't want
To see
You alone

If you fly too close you might die
Like a moth to my light
Don't let those flames get you high
Oh no
When your high
Does it feel real
Or no?

And if I dim the lights
Will you still be in my head?

Zombie Disco

Movie extract from 1981 Exposing 2020.

Welcome to the Holy City
The silver screen
Built with a lens and a low self esteem
A teenager's plea for meaning and means
We're selling the news

See, opinions are easier to swallow than facts
The greys instead of the whites and the blacks
If you shoot it too straight it won't come back
We're selling the news

See, money speaks volumes louder than words
And virtues with wings, maybe not quite at first
But salaries are paid by the ads not the verbs
We're selling the news

See, "all men are equal", 'all is for sale'
A powerful dog has been chasing his tail
'The lowest common denominator prevails'
We're selling the news

I wanna believe you, I wanna believe
But everything is in-between
The fact is fiction...

'Suspicion is the new religion'

America listens as the story is told
With the eye on the truth as the story unfolds
But 'the ratings determine which story was sold'
We're selling the news

Begging the question, mongering fears
Stroking the eyes and tickling ears
'The truth is seldom just as it appears'
We're selling the news

I can see your talking heads
On the television set
On the Internet they said
The fact is fiction

Substance, oh, substance, where have you been?
You've been replaced by the masters of spin
Who make good looking books and write history in
We're selling the news

The lines start to blur; I get so confused
I get shiny new models mixed up with the blues
I get binary code mixed up with abuse
The facts are simply one option to choose

When nothing is sacred, there's nothing to lose
When nothing is sacred, all is consumed
We're still on the air, it must be the truth
We're selling the news.

"I've got to get to you first
Before they do
It's just a question of time
Before they lay their hands on you

And make you just like the rest
I've got to get to you first
It's just a question of time

I'll take you under my wing
Somebody should
They've persuasive ways

And you'll believe what they say
It's just a question of time
And it's running out for you

It won't be long until you do
Exactly what they want you to

I can see them now
Hanging around
To mess you up
To strip you down
And have their fun

Its just a Question of time."

"LGBTQIA+" is a paedophilia cult.

I don't wanna wake up...

Haven′t been driven in so long
I wanna take the wheel
I don't know what I′m doing
But I wanna feel what's real
I can′t escape you
No matter how hard I try
I'm gonna make you
See me eye to eye

I sit alone inside my car
No destination, I wanna go far
′Cause I can't take this anymore
I really should pull over
But you can′t understand
This feeling I′m feeling

I can't deny you
But I wanna try you
But even in my mind
I know it′s on the other side

I sit alone inside my car
No destination, I wanna go far
'Cause I (′cause I) can't take this anymore
I really should pull over
But you can′t understand
This feeling I'm feeling

Try to take away from it, but I can't stay from it
Wonder what are people gonna take away from it
If I keep it a hunnid
I′ve been doing everything I want instead of the shit that they wanted
Can′t get blunted 'cause it ain′t no fun
Said I got a lotta pressure, but the boy weigh a ton, then some
Don't know where I′m from, I'm done, felt shunned
Fuck ′em all

Left the game 'cause it wasn't no fun
Left the game ′cause I had my son
A lotta people that wanted to be you
But I can′t be you, so I gotta be me
I'm the king at the top of the tower
Wanna beat me?
Hell nah, you could never defeat me
Stand tall, never seat me
I′m the king, kiss the ring when you see me (woo)

Amusing and grim short stories.
[Audiobook]

Big sounds. 80's revival music..

Leaked data from Medicare shows a 50% rise in ACM [All Cause Mortality, of which every health worker has access to] after covid inoculations.

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