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The 2nd Coming of Christ

The 2nd Coming of Christ

You thought the first coming of Christ was super natural, painful -n- biblically real, wait until his second coming after they open up this 7th seal, prophets prophesying Gods will, through his written scriptures soon revealed, chop the head off that serpent that gave eve that sinful spiel, 18th dynasty artifacts found up in them abandon hills, the Pope finessing-n- molesting little kids, these priest selling their souls -n- Satan signing their wills. King Tut died from malaria, so sickle cell is the cure that kills, the earth got sick, so the air we inhale is ill, we have to inhale to live, I guess we in hell for real, exhale the spirits -n- blood lines of the true children of Israel, that was the angel Kokablel, in that cave with Muhammad, not the angel Jibreel, he couldn't read, so how you know what he revealed wasn't voodoo -n- spells, from off the tongue of the falling angel Azazel, heavens cologne is seeping through that crack in the opening of that 7th seal, let no man deceive you or your kids, once the sun falls and engulfs the earth, hell will be his, the second covenant -n- the second coming of Christ, the greatest identity theft in the world will be revealed, the real Israelites, the Black man, the authentic 12 tribes of Israel, I smell his cologne, Christ is near,  ask these pastors 4 the truth 4 real, hell is real ask them about Kokablel, Azazel, -n- Gader'el Hitler even knew that black people are the true children of Israel, -n- he knew who the imposters were as well.
 

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