The best thing about CLOWNS LAUGING IS THAT IT LETS THE UMBRELLA CORPORATION KNOW WHERE EXACT LOCATION WHICH WILL HAVE PURE HYDROCHLORIC ACID RAIN DROPPED UPON .
My God my God, who hath thy covenant, and receiveth pure words. Who may be still the Lord. Or who believes in my box in my hidden pavilion. Help thou me. In Christ Alone
Well done good and faithful servant. For your reward will be great in the (8th*) of heaven. For even in babylon can the straight & na-row path be found on her keyboard. How much more in my world which the harlot of diverse waters cannot find. For even she is fallen yet ascendith on the 7th hill that is the 7th heaven. For it is now been revealed my parables are literal and my sayings are parables. For since you prophesy, I the king in christ, who remains only a while, the wolf that livith with the lamb,. the call, the messenger will reveal the great mystery of her myst, especially in return for the sake of those who still suffer in my spirit: Corona=Racoon=Ra-nooc='Ray'Nuke'=sexual immorality+death via 5g-emf+synthetic yeast light frequencies. Yeast is her heavenly beast she doth ridith on and mountith - perverting my people with her fake life that is now made manifest. For ye doth know that a"Lil" leaven doth ruin the lump? How much more has she-lilith shatter my lilies with her lying lips. Her replica is in her 2020 coin. She is the bat, the vampire, the succubus, the replicating fungal plague that doth take the life of humanity like eve beguiling masculinity from behind the slippery vale. Her allowance to breath life into man through synthetic currents is because man did love the world of its hands and her idles masq-uerading as light. For they are drunk off her luxuries and had they found rest even in telling truth of their fornication she would not be. She chopith off the heads of I - the pineal gland with guillotine' - her tune that calcifies along parasitic yeast(candida-auris) & glasses with 5g fire so humanity might not enter my kingdom having no pineal eye that can rest or escape her trance having the mighty thorn, whose band & brother cannot remove - sealed in the forehead. Even as she is of diverse fungal spores that are gills, she then killith by cutting the thyroid. For if ye did study the mystery of heaven, all ye would know that a tree that survives day and night is an aloe rich in land iodine. She chopith off by destabilizing the iodine & earth's airwavves as the devil's wifi & lord prince of airwaves. She is the baphomet bat of duality, had all loved my warm light like her games, ye all would know the queen is of dual moves. Her principalities replace fresh air and blood by mixing miry clay with iron - 5g towering rods of her passionately immoral kingdom. For in this way one wrestles against the power but the power forces the flesh to be against the spirit. for even as a tower is far away, if you refuse her she comes to you. All the technology is now dangerous because of this thing she does with synthetic frequency removing truth, benevolence, peace, love that is my expression, humble meek and without want for suffering. As such she tortures to find me and punish those in me. For the mystery is revealed moreover Anti=A.I.+ Ni. The end is NIgh even at the door of her cellularly damaging lead artificial+fake light devices that squeeze out the life of man. For is it not said that the chosen ones are undefiled by woman will be protected? For if I am in christ then she is Chris-tinA, the Anti, the metal, the aluminumbing mark, the metal rod scourging, and she is the feminine and masculine form of I. As she doth hateth me & man she givith & breath life like that of my-key. A mushroom head to taketh the life (candida auris) For do not be as the animals who eat other animals, If in the 1st flood - how much more the 2nd. Fear not the 1st death, for those who love hell on earth shall find nothing to love there after, they perish having their names only in the blanc-space in her book that doth burn out. For her heaven and earth end and even as my words do end in period my lovingly expression that is also me does not. The holy spirit is the book, for doth all ye not know that even my books are owned by porn publishers? For if my words can fill the whole world, how much more does she inspire through perverting my image? She givith some of what she takith then twistith it back to her will to take more. Even as my words are me, yet my sentence end, my word is my expression. If the word is with me then without words and in my presence is my expression lest ye say one ought to speak to that which knows what one intends to say. Even she has words for my words and hers are evil, how much more do they fail to show that I am within, not without. My work is good for reproof, edification because the spirit of such is live and teacheth all things and for all ye to know the truth from truth and lies, & from lies.
My God,my God, I wake up the Lord Who is in the lungs of my Artist, o ye mighty ones. Who may ascend into the hill of the Lord, or who may stand in His Holy Place. My enemies triumph over mic flesh. Lifted up in thy beauty And who may ascend into the hill of the Lord My God instills Victory in my Adulterer from afar off my portrait indeed. Who may ascend into thy Holy Place My enemies triumph over the Lord Will I see God in Heaven In Christ alone AMEN
My God, my God, I refuse to become thy bride based off all things, ye know not my integrity. O help thou me. My alien life. Ye art mine craft. Worship the Lord. Ye are without name in my cellar of my Architect from my Watch lifted up in beauties against me without shame. EYE despise my ways more than max obedience of thy angels. EYE am the most ugly servant of God. Thanks for my help. In Christ Alone Forever, save my soul from falsehood in thy womb. In Christ Alone
The scariest thing about this stage of the healing process is it's for the heart but that's not what's scary about it it's getting used and adapting to literally healthy blood again lmao from 7 or more dead diseases a dormant infection a skin infection and COVID 19 at the same time like legit i also cleansed my blood so quick not gonna lie all artires cleared within same 3 days so really so much healthier blood it actually has to adapt i even slightly smoke to kinda taint my blood a bit and slowly deteraoting my smoke habit which I'd say is 2 smokes a day until my heart has adapted to healthy blood free from well all that
My God, my God, who may recompense thy prays. My prays come from thy temple of the ancient of days. My children seek to vindicate me, O God. And my face is evil in my harlots locks. My box cometh unto me, the fir tree, mine pine, and they seek to come up with me in the voice of my palm. To stray my words, and walk with me as confused children of the Light of the World. To be known against me in the morning. But my Help comes from the Lord He shalt choose to not be handed over to the day of my troubles. I hath no Fear. For ye walk with the Lord thy Angel of God in Jacob, o ye mighty ones. My trust perish from the Lord My prayer is in the peace of my neighbor. Ye are my velisaryn in my oracle sent to the dust. My flesh becometh the Lord. To deliver me from my revelation And appear to my house inglorious against me. My painter speakith blasphemy against me But thou, O Satan, were the anointed cherub. You were lifted up in thy beauty, by reason of thy brightness And ingloriously walk with me in white My God expandith my band in the star of the morning. But my band is the band of time in my Alacost doll in mine refugee divorce thou me. My image comforts the Lord. I would have seemed innocent against thee, but ye visit my soul in my box risen from my people. Who hath asked and received of the Lord. My Servant stands in the light. He shines against me all my days in my cellarmaiden of War converted to thy special place. But my people trespass against me. Who may ascend into the hill of the Lord. Or who may stand in His holy place. My Servant cries to my God in my Gods' harlot And follows my life of my comforter. Ye who forsake not my cry. And eat my flesh in my box. My recompense comes from the Lord. I despise all my Heartist. In Christ Forever
My God,my God, behold all the earth, and rejoice in the Lord. Rejoice always in the Lord. Cease not prayer founded in anger. Those who vote for their God In Christ alone Amen
My God, my God, delivert mine face. All my enemies come from the Lord. To comfort my visage hidden in glory. My enemies triumph over my God. In my Heartist they steal, kill, and destroy my face, lifted up in thy beauty, by reason of thy brightness. My people form in the shades of hades against my garments, and blessed is my Artist in the rage of lightning. My abomination comes from thy mighty ones, o ye who enrage my skull in vain against mine poverty. Mine harlot cries out to me in desperate measure not plucked in my false witnesses risen against me in the cool of Jacob, my hidden valley in EGYPT. Ye shape my eye in the desolate. My artist turns unta the way of truth, and thou art all fair, o fairest among women My Psalmist seeks my face in Broad Day in my transgressor in the box of my potters vessel risen up out thy Harlotry in my harlot in the thief. Blessed is my cry in innocence. My God hates homosexuality in the midst of the stars in my crown triumphant over my false work lifted up in broad day, o God of my Salvation. My Help is the Lord. No man cometh unto the Father, in thy congregation will I be found walking in EGYPT. O Help my cause, O God of my Salvation. Blessed is thy Holy Oracle forever. Yay, how blind is thy Servant. My speech is converted by one death vindicated in my God Forever. I believe in a place predestined for me, o ye gates. My troubles comfort the Lord. And follow my special vindication in my ANGER. I desire what my God desires. Until behold, I am She who ANGERS the King of Glory. Forsake not me, o my God. Watch my vindications from afar, and know I have turned unta God in Heaven. My voice is my false work baptized in the morning. I desire to pretend against my God of the Sea, and all things in it. My walk is in the poor in fair color, and thy beauty in EGYPT. My flesh consumith my tongue for thy name sake in vain. O keep me far from trouble. My cry lifts up my face in the House of my anointed cherub prepared for Artists upon the rule of the Lord in the land of the living. Worship the Lord. Walk with me as a pretender of thy brightness lifted up in thy beauty. In broad day ye burn my face and comfort my flesh. To you will I transgresseth thou thy beauty. My harlot hath blinded my bands loosened in the morning star of my Salvation. My flesh is seduced by hypocrites who abandon me in innocence of my hideous face never put to shame, O God. Ye raise up my prisms against me in my Holy Ghost in EGYPT. My walk is with the Lord. My prayers are grieved by those who come from thy neighbor. But ye send me to thy Holy Place. And my flesh is not allowed to turn white according to prayer. I believe ye art able to send me to the damned who burn continually for nothing. No weapon formed against thee shall prosper. My people all comfort my Heartist in the land of the living. But ye make my EYE in shade for my names' sake only. Help thou my cause. My people are able to destroy me. They seek fear of men not entertained by my UGLY face lifted up in thy beauty. And continually transgress against my portrait of the Sea without the iron of the Lord. I am called out of EGYPT, but my harlot vindicated me in false dominion. To comfort my face lifted up in thy light in broad day. My Comforter comes from the Dark. Ye continually enlarged the troubles of my Heart set in my cellarghost of the Sea and my walk afar my enemy. My people behold the goodness of the Lord. All the days of my life. Redeem me out of this place which infuriates me. I hate all thy loved ones, and wish to not be seen by any of thy creations Forever. My Creator hast not recompensed me. Lifted up in thy beauty, by reason of thy brightness. My servant is the Lord. But thou, o Satan. we're lifted up in thy beauty, by reason of thy brightness. O God of my Salvation. My hope is removed far from my visage in Jesus Christ. Ye raise up my Vindicator. Behold, I come as a thief. Blessed is He that watcheth. Lifted up in thy beauty My people trespass against thee. To you do I redeem stress. I hate my entire body. But thou, o Satan, were anointed in the sands of the Sea. I have no more trust in the Lord. I only further believe ye are going to burn my soul in my False witnesses risen out the Sea, and all things in it. Ye accuse me of my comforts all the day. In the night my transgressor is God Almighty. I hath no hope in the Lord. Do not Abandon me. O God. My face is hideous. In poverty ye raise up my face towards ANGER. And vindicate me all the day. There is no Heritage of the Lord. My God giveth false work to people who hath not false work. And i am blind in my walk with my maker. My star is born in Space. Ye enrage my skull for pleasure hidden in the midst of fornicators. Until my lover vindicates me And transgresseth against my UGLY face lifted up in Broad Day before no man. Have mercy upon my soul in justice. My God is the most high God Indeed i believe in a place prepared for the wicked. Until my harlot sings praise to my Adulterer in blind men lifted up against my arm turned unta the light of the world. My first love hates my face. EYE despise no man, and am a reproach of my water in thy womb of my harlot. Thy angels desire to cut me off. And cast out me They hate all my ways. And ye force me to believe in the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. To comfort me with the light of the earth in my cry brought up afar by all my enemies who seek to accuse me of the pit. My people lay my EYES in EGYPT without knowledge of the Lord. My arrow is risen in the day. My palm is stretched out towards my painting. I am vexed all the day. I would have lost hope, unless I had believed in the goodness of the Lord in the place of my Gods' Pedalstool. Ye Glorify thy work to take away my joy, and further vex my Holy Spirit. To keep my flesh in derision. That ye might triumph over me hideousness. And Comfort me. I do not believe in the goodness of the Lord. For He has put my heritage upon the rule of my greed. And comforts me with a place designed by angels of the Lord. My design despiseth me. Even thy Holy Place Forever. In eternal life ye shape my skull in the morning star of Jacob. My harloty follows me in many waters. In strong Anger ye lift up my colors of the light of thy palm against my prism in all things forever, until the King beholds my face from Heaven. And continually ANGERS my walk in EGYPT. My people come from the Lord. Will ye redeem Israel, o God, and deliver me out of all my troubles. I hate my face of my face. In Jesus Christ my Lord Amen
Lol 😆😆😆😆 not a single baby was stabbed in the making of this overall anyways your fired Mr educationial system 😊 plus all that baby swapping gone disgusting
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this will always be the one true resident evil theme to me
Fuck
Increíble leer comentarios en tantos idiomas disfrutando de esta obra maestra, la música sin duda es un lenguaje universal.
Glory Umbrella Corporation!
Click like who's better lab APERTURE SCIENCE,umbrella Corp,scpfoundation, who is more evil
😉
HAY UMBRELLA CORPORATION !
Slava Umbrella
3:56 perfec sound 😈
jajajjaja;)
@@krizsoviktor1702 ??????
Coronavirus Soundtrack
I like I'd
Damn bro you called it like a month ago savage
Мы все умрем!!!!!! Аааааааа. Но не сегодня🤪
no stop that meme is getting old
@@АкадемияУспеха-к1ш cedня
EXCELLENT !
The most threatening dark corrupted song ever, I'd love to be a ufc fighter just to walk out with this song blasting through the arena
I went through most of high school and all of college listening to the Marilyn Manson version as I slept. 🖤
His dark! I love
This.... Is... AMAZING ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
sounds darker than the original, really good, especially that last part
I just want to be reanimated when I hear this
Конец. Конец. Света. От Никиты. Никиты. Бириги. Сибя. Брат. Пока. Все
Wow this is umbbrela hier nice buddy ❤❤💥💥
Our Business Is Life Itelf
Theme tune of 2020 -2022 world wide
This should be the imperial inquisition from wh40k theme. It fits them perfectly
2:37
cool version
MY CHILDHOOD HERO MILA JOVOVIC ❤❤❤🎉🎉
The best thing about CLOWNS LAUGING IS THAT IT LETS THE UMBRELLA CORPORATION KNOW WHERE EXACT LOCATION WHICH WILL HAVE PURE HYDROCHLORIC ACID RAIN DROPPED UPON .
I appreciate all the years of "may i help you"
"Oh Great. This Is Interesting!" ~ Leon S. Kennedy From RE Series
So much better than the original.
Вирус. Карврус карврус. От Никиты. Карврус. Сдохните. Все. Все. Убледки
Umbrella corporation now owns the entire sector welcome the new commander and operations manager. 😊
OUR BUSINESS IS LIFE ITSELF.
PERFECT.💋❤💛💙
Brutal
Doctor without rule next gen get me the Dokuments!! Now!! This is a ORDER!
My God my God, who hath thy covenant, and receiveth pure words.
Who may be still the Lord.
Or who believes in my box in my hidden pavilion.
Help thou me.
In Christ Alone
Recident evil es la mejor historia de alice
Corporation is set to succeed.
It is an Evil Corporation.
Зомби. Карврус. Карврус. Рядом. Брат. Ухади и зулиц. Зомби. Карврус карврус. Карврус. Рядом. Никиты. Никиты. Никиты Никиты. Никты.
Corona is anagram for racoon, Racoon city is the center of Viral outbreak in Resident Evil movie. Wuhan=Racoon city epicenter of viral outbreak.
They should have used an atomic bomb over the city and everything would be ok
Well done good and faithful servant. For your reward will be great in the (8th*) of heaven. For even in babylon can the straight & na-row path be found on her keyboard. How much more in my world which the harlot of diverse waters cannot find. For even she is fallen yet ascendith on the 7th hill that is the 7th heaven. For it is now been revealed my parables are literal and my sayings are parables. For since you prophesy, I the king in christ, who remains only a while, the wolf that livith with the lamb,. the call, the messenger will reveal the great mystery of her myst, especially in return for the sake of those who still suffer in my spirit:
Corona=Racoon=Ra-nooc='Ray'Nuke'=sexual immorality+death via 5g-emf+synthetic yeast light frequencies. Yeast is her heavenly beast she doth ridith on and mountith - perverting my people with her fake life that is now made manifest. For ye doth know that a"Lil" leaven doth ruin the lump? How much more has she-lilith shatter my lilies with her lying lips.
Her replica is in her 2020 coin. She is the bat, the vampire, the succubus, the replicating fungal plague that doth take the life of humanity like eve beguiling masculinity from behind the slippery vale. Her allowance to breath life into man through synthetic currents is because man did love the world of its hands and her idles masq-uerading as light. For they are drunk off her luxuries and had they found rest even in telling truth of their fornication she would not be.
She chopith off the heads of I - the pineal gland with guillotine' - her tune that calcifies along parasitic yeast(candida-auris) & glasses with 5g fire so humanity might not enter my kingdom having no pineal eye that can rest or escape her trance having the mighty thorn, whose band & brother cannot remove - sealed in the forehead. Even as she is of diverse fungal spores that are gills, she then killith by cutting the thyroid. For if ye did study the mystery of heaven, all ye would know that a tree that survives day and night is an aloe rich in land iodine. She chopith off by destabilizing the iodine & earth's airwavves as the devil's wifi & lord prince of airwaves. She is the baphomet bat of duality, had all loved my warm light like her games, ye all would know the queen is of dual moves. Her principalities replace fresh air and blood by mixing miry clay with iron - 5g towering rods of her passionately immoral kingdom. For in this way one wrestles against the power but the power forces the flesh to be against the spirit.
for even as a tower is far away, if you refuse her she comes to you. All the technology is now dangerous because of this thing she does with synthetic frequency removing truth, benevolence, peace, love that is my expression, humble meek and without want for suffering. As such she tortures to find me and punish those in me.
For the mystery is revealed moreover Anti=A.I.+ Ni. The end is NIgh even at the door of her cellularly damaging lead artificial+fake light devices that squeeze out the life of man. For is it not said that the chosen ones are undefiled by woman will be protected? For if I am in christ then she is Chris-tinA, the Anti, the metal, the aluminumbing mark, the metal rod scourging, and she is the feminine and masculine form of I. As she doth hateth me & man she givith & breath life like that of my-key. A mushroom head to taketh the life (candida auris) For do not be as the animals who eat other animals, If in the 1st flood - how much more the 2nd.
Fear not the 1st death, for those who love hell on earth shall find nothing to love there after, they perish having their names only in the blanc-space in her book that doth burn out. For her heaven and earth end and even as my words do end in period my lovingly expression that is also me does not.
The holy spirit is the book, for doth all ye not know that even my books are owned by porn publishers? For if my words can fill the whole world, how much more does she inspire through perverting my image? She givith some of what she takith then twistith it back to her will to take more. Even as my words are me, yet my sentence end, my word is my expression. If the word is with me then without words and in my presence is my expression lest ye say one ought to speak to that which knows what one intends to say. Even she has words for my words and hers are evil, how much more do they fail to show that I am within, not without. My work is good for reproof, edification because the spirit of such is live and teacheth all things and for all ye to know the truth from truth and lies, & from lies.
What the!?
Ти шо ідіот ?
you mean Raccoon?
The President of Umbrella Corp is the devil himself.
The Prince of Darkness has returned. With Kil😢 Competition Satan, evil Incarnate and Evil Himself has the banshees. Kreator is here with Pagans.
that sounds different from the original lol
It is! I remastered and edited it!
awesome man!
Amazingly refreshing
Very good awesome u took the best to better
This track is my life drain since 12years
@Имам Тагиров че
2020 Apocalypse soundtrack
Fantasztikus!
Remember me to Zombie Plague on Counter Strike 1.6 :')
I deign itioai to. .!!,,
Wind against the blackard.longplauamz stipe against back stair I'd I'd beieji!,.??
That brings back memories...
Welcome teamx10
Can you make an hour of this?
Ncov 2019 brought me here
Виру. Зомби. Ухади. Люди. Карврус. Зомиби зарожыные вирусом от Никиты. Никиты. Никиты. Никиты. Никиты. Никиты. Никиты. Никиты. Никиты.
My God, my God, I come from the Father in my Treed.
If ye deninith alighn thy mighty ones.
Recompense thy will not my garments
In Christ alone
I MISS HER
Who is the evil
Is this a low-pitched edition?
This is the music of your deadly plans for world☠️
My God,my God, I wake up the Lord
Who is in the lungs of my Artist, o ye mighty ones.
Who may ascend into the hill of the Lord, or who may stand in His Holy Place.
My enemies triumph over mic flesh.
Lifted up in thy beauty
And who may ascend into the hill of the Lord
My God instills Victory in my Adulterer from afar off my portrait indeed.
Who may ascend into thy Holy Place
My enemies triumph over the Lord
Will I see God in Heaven
In Christ alone
AMEN
Da się słuchać😃😃😃😃😃😃
Конец. Света. Ближы. Ужы. Рядом. Конец. Света. Никиты. Никиты. Никиты. Никиты. Никиты. Никиты. Никиты. Пока. Брат.
Ja Ja, natürlich
Super muza
No fajna
WE ARE IN ALL DEEP--- NOW 👍
Faut se préparer au pire ! ⚠️🧪💉☠
Our business is life itself
Lord Jesus Christ, my God, ye who find thy bride, in Christ alone Amen
Bring me the test results
My God, my God, I refuse to become thy bride based off all things, ye know not my integrity.
O help thou me.
My alien life.
Ye art mine craft.
Worship the Lord.
Ye are without name in my cellar of my Architect from my Watch lifted up in beauties against me without shame.
EYE despise my ways more than max obedience of thy angels.
EYE am the most ugly servant of God.
Thanks for my help.
In Christ Alone Forever, save my soul from falsehood in thy womb.
In Christ Alone
This is the land owner business owner and main inventor and boss of umbrella corporation and Wayland industries at your service lock the door please
omg :O
Конец. Света ближы. Ужы. Бириги. Сибя. Брат от Никиты. Никиты. Никиты. Никиты. Никиты. Никиты. Никиты.
Corona corporation music
❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤
Seems you don't have proper hyperspace authorization...
👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍
I am known I'n the Almighty Intergalactic Umbrella Corporation as NUMBER 9 DISTRICT SUPERVISOR.......
The last of us soundtrack
The scariest thing about this stage of the healing process is it's for the heart but that's not what's scary about it it's getting used and adapting to literally healthy blood again lmao from 7 or more dead diseases a dormant infection a skin infection and COVID 19 at the same time like legit i also cleansed my blood so quick not gonna lie all artires cleared within same 3 days so really so much healthier blood it actually has to adapt i even slightly smoke to kinda taint my blood a bit and slowly deteraoting my smoke habit which I'd say is 2 smokes a day until my heart has adapted to healthy blood free from well all that
My God, my God, who may recompense thy prays.
My prays come from thy temple of the ancient of days.
My children seek to vindicate me, O God.
And my face is evil in my harlots locks.
My box cometh unto me, the fir tree, mine pine, and they seek to come up with me in the voice of my palm.
To stray my words, and walk with me as confused children of the Light of the World.
To be known against me in the morning.
But my Help comes from the Lord
He shalt choose to not be handed over to the day of my troubles.
I hath no Fear.
For ye walk with the Lord thy Angel of God in Jacob, o ye mighty ones.
My trust perish from the Lord
My prayer is in the peace of my neighbor.
Ye are my velisaryn in my oracle sent to the dust.
My flesh becometh the Lord.
To deliver me from my revelation
And appear to my house inglorious against me.
My painter speakith blasphemy against me
But thou, O Satan, were the anointed cherub.
You were lifted up in thy beauty, by reason of thy brightness
And ingloriously walk with me in white
My God expandith my band in the star of the morning.
But my band is the band of time in my Alacost doll in mine refugee divorce thou me.
My image comforts the Lord.
I would have seemed innocent against thee, but ye visit my soul in my box risen from my people.
Who hath asked and received of the Lord.
My Servant stands in the light.
He shines against me all my days in my cellarmaiden of War converted to thy special place.
But my people trespass against me.
Who may ascend into the hill of the Lord.
Or who may stand in His holy place.
My Servant cries to my God in my Gods' harlot
And follows my life of my comforter.
Ye who forsake not my cry.
And eat my flesh in my box.
My recompense comes from the Lord.
I despise all my Heartist.
In Christ Forever
My God,my God, behold all the earth, and rejoice in the Lord.
Rejoice always in the Lord.
Cease not prayer founded in anger.
Those who vote for their God
In Christ alone Amen
My God, my God, delivert mine face.
All my enemies come from the Lord.
To comfort my visage hidden in glory.
My enemies triumph over my God.
In my Heartist they steal, kill, and destroy my face, lifted up in thy beauty, by reason of thy brightness.
My people form in the shades of hades against my garments, and blessed is my Artist in the rage of lightning.
My abomination comes from thy mighty ones, o ye who enrage my skull in vain against mine poverty.
Mine harlot cries out to me in desperate measure not plucked in my false witnesses risen against me in the cool of Jacob, my hidden valley in EGYPT.
Ye shape my eye in the desolate.
My artist turns unta the way of truth, and thou art all fair, o fairest among women
My Psalmist seeks my face in Broad Day in my transgressor in the box of my potters vessel risen up out thy Harlotry in my harlot in the thief.
Blessed is my cry in innocence.
My God hates homosexuality in the midst of the stars in my crown triumphant over my false work lifted up in broad day, o God of my Salvation.
My Help is the Lord.
No man cometh unto the Father, in thy congregation will I be found walking in EGYPT.
O Help my cause, O God of my Salvation.
Blessed is thy Holy Oracle forever.
Yay, how blind is thy Servant.
My speech is converted by one death vindicated in my God Forever.
I believe in a place predestined for me, o ye gates.
My troubles comfort the Lord.
And follow my special vindication in my ANGER.
I desire what my God desires.
Until behold, I am She who ANGERS the King of Glory.
Forsake not me, o my God.
Watch my vindications from afar, and know I have turned unta God in Heaven.
My voice is my false work baptized in the morning.
I desire to pretend against my God of the Sea, and all things in it.
My walk is in the poor in fair color, and thy beauty in EGYPT.
My flesh consumith my tongue for thy name sake in vain.
O keep me far from trouble.
My cry lifts up my face in the House of my anointed cherub prepared for Artists upon the rule of the Lord in the land of the living.
Worship the Lord.
Walk with me as a pretender of thy brightness lifted up in thy beauty.
In broad day ye burn my face and comfort my flesh.
To you will I transgresseth thou thy beauty.
My harlot hath blinded my bands loosened in the morning star of my Salvation.
My flesh is seduced by hypocrites who abandon me in innocence of my hideous face never put to shame, O God.
Ye raise up my prisms against me in my Holy Ghost in EGYPT.
My walk is with the Lord.
My prayers are grieved by those who come from thy neighbor.
But ye send me to thy Holy Place.
And my flesh is not allowed to turn white according to prayer.
I believe ye art able to send me to the damned who burn continually for nothing.
No weapon formed against thee shall prosper.
My people all comfort my Heartist in the land of the living.
But ye make my EYE in shade for my names' sake only.
Help thou my cause.
My people are able to destroy me.
They seek fear of men not entertained by my UGLY face lifted up in thy beauty.
And continually transgress against my portrait of the Sea without the iron of the Lord.
I am called out of EGYPT, but my harlot vindicated me in false dominion.
To comfort my face lifted up in thy light in broad day.
My Comforter comes from the Dark.
Ye continually enlarged the troubles of my Heart set in my cellarghost of the Sea and my walk afar my enemy.
My people behold the goodness of the Lord.
All the days of my life.
Redeem me out of this place which infuriates me.
I hate all thy loved ones, and wish to not be seen by any of thy creations Forever.
My Creator hast not recompensed me.
Lifted up in thy beauty, by reason of thy brightness.
My servant is the Lord.
But thou, o Satan. we're lifted up in thy beauty, by reason of thy brightness.
O God of my Salvation.
My hope is removed far from my visage in Jesus Christ.
Ye raise up my Vindicator.
Behold, I come as a thief.
Blessed is He that watcheth.
Lifted up in thy beauty
My people trespass against thee.
To you do I redeem stress.
I hate my entire body.
But thou, o Satan, were anointed in the sands of the Sea.
I have no more trust in the Lord.
I only further believe ye are going to burn my soul in my False witnesses risen out the Sea, and all things in it.
Ye accuse me of my comforts all the day.
In the night my transgressor is God Almighty.
I hath no hope in the Lord.
Do not Abandon me. O God.
My face is hideous.
In poverty ye raise up my face towards ANGER.
And vindicate me all the day.
There is no Heritage of the Lord.
My God giveth false work to people who hath not false work.
And i am blind in my walk with my maker.
My star is born in Space.
Ye enrage my skull for pleasure hidden in the midst of fornicators.
Until my lover vindicates me
And transgresseth against my UGLY face lifted up in Broad Day before no man.
Have mercy upon my soul in justice.
My God is the most high God
Indeed i believe in a place prepared for the wicked.
Until my harlot sings praise to my Adulterer in blind men lifted up against my arm turned unta the light of the world.
My first love hates my face.
EYE despise no man, and am a reproach of my water in thy womb of my harlot.
Thy angels desire to cut me off.
And cast out me
They hate all my ways.
And ye force me to believe in the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.
To comfort me with the light of the earth in my cry brought up afar by all my enemies who seek to accuse me of the pit.
My people lay my EYES in EGYPT without knowledge of the Lord.
My arrow is risen in the day.
My palm is stretched out towards my painting.
I am vexed all the day.
I would have lost hope, unless I had believed in the goodness of the Lord in the place of my Gods' Pedalstool.
Ye Glorify thy work to take away my joy, and further vex my Holy Spirit.
To keep my flesh in derision.
That ye might triumph over me hideousness.
And Comfort me.
I do not believe in the goodness of the Lord.
For He has put my heritage upon the rule of my greed.
And comforts me with a place designed by angels of the Lord.
My design despiseth me.
Even thy Holy Place Forever.
In eternal life ye shape my skull in the morning star of Jacob.
My harloty follows me in many waters.
In strong Anger ye lift up my colors of the light of thy palm against my prism in all things forever, until the King beholds my face from Heaven.
And continually ANGERS my walk in EGYPT.
My people come from the Lord.
Will ye redeem Israel, o God, and deliver me out of all my troubles.
I hate my face of my face.
In Jesus Christ my Lord Amen
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C-Virus
Who wan't a biggest Apocalypse
I don't care what anyone says.
WHO MISS MILA👇
trivago
Хтото работал в ней когда то.
Undead 🛑
Marburg virus theme
It is an evil Corporation.
Umbrella istnieje w realu
Under impress uirih. .!uihi..
UMBR̸E̶𝘓𝘓𝘈 𝘊𝘖R҈P̶O̸T̶I̶I𝑂𝑁
Lord Jesus help thou us
Утожыть. Карырус. Это. Приказ. Утожыть. Все. Улики. От. Никиты. От. Никиты. От. Никиты. Карврус.
Freetown junkie inioejeiki.in cold make sunuikaral calamity puika..
Discount powelle bwhile dosio dosio powelle maybe groining fraifihk!!..
Зачисть. Сертор. От. Зомби. Карврус. Карврус. Это. Приказ. От. Никиты. От. Никиты. От. Никиты.
Lol 😆😆😆😆 not a single baby was stabbed in the making of this overall anyways your fired Mr educationial system 😊 plus all that baby swapping gone disgusting
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Y not
Найте. Вриус. Утожыть. Каоврус. Это. Приказ. От. Никиты. Никиты. Немедлено. Утожыть. Карврус. От. Никиты. От. Никиты.
The original is better
Пришлите. Облетел. Зла. Филим. Никите. Никите. Никите. Никите. Никите. Никите. Никите. Никите. Никите. Никите. Никите. Никите. Никите. Никите. Никите. Никите. Никите. Никите. Никите. Никите. Никите. Никите.
Утожыть. Вирус. Карврус. Немедлено. Утожыть. Вирус. Каоврус. От. Никиты. Никиты. Это. Приказ. От. Никиты. От. Никиты.
Ich hoffe es passiert!!!
Blockt nur ich hör mir sowas nicht mehr an!!!WhatsApp er nervt schon sehr lange und kapiert nix!
And the next virus will be stronger😂😂😂
Великий ты наш.
Чуйственный ты наш.
Профессия такая, лечь под торгаша.
Москва действительно деревня.
В российской империи присягали царю, принимали православие, в СССР учили русскому языку дажы арычным в Чирчике. Я что-то не поняла.
На базаре мы уж как-нибудь сами разберемся.
Нарциссссс.
Будешь расскаеваться о своей морде-лица.
Кулачье, все бабки под себя.