Who is the more naive them or us

The Canaanite bloodline
How it flows
Via the monarchy
It does pose
Threats to all
Who live today
Who work and hope
And plea and pay

Israel’s focus
Welf relations
Free masonry
Lets man the stations
The catholic church
And lots of names
The new world order’s
So called games

Our children
Will regret our passing
I for one thankfully
Haven’t been fulfilled
This venture
And it will be the end
Of me

We live we build
The yields are high,
Down it floats from the blue sky
Cadmium and aluminium
Cobalt even who can tell
All our hopes and wishes
They consigned to hell

Those 300 names may startle
A long list
Sorry not you
The chosen one’s are
Bound for glory
Not the story
Just a clue

Infiltrators, goddess ISIS
The pantheon, the great white light
Soon to cover the canon fodder
Our broken bodies
Lost in the night

Unseen faces souls a flying
The Summerland accepts a few
The underlings all decked in riches
And perhaps this lad who waits for you