As the mongrels gather around the soft pawed vixens to devour her, you will know that the end is nigh. For they will get the taste of blood and set their rotten eyes upon you and yours.
The creature of lies and untruth slithers in the garden once again, I fear it may be too late to ask the Lord for salvation. Once again a wolf has gotten into the middle of the sheep's herd. Once again witches roam among us, in the shadows, the followers of Jezebel, her worshippers. Servants of he who fell from all that is holy, doing his bidding. Knowing or unknowing.
I ask the Lord for guidance and he hath spoken; Like my forefathers and mothers I must leave this kingdom for it to be judged like kingdoms of the past.
I do not know to where he leads me but I know his wrath will come once again. Upon the land I was born to, the springs in whom I swam, in my neighbor and my brothers and sisters who sinned. We are all sinners, but only those who take pride in their sins shall not be granted passage to his kingdom.
