The True Israel Poem by Madrason .

The True Israel

I'll bet you for the coming next short episode in time we'll be overwhelmed with movies, testaments and pictures of a big fat lie, a Beelzebub fly with his scorny feet on sacred ground, prying on our loud called WHY? !

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Madrason .

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