it's a pleasure to meet you in the morning light a reverence to being and a dust of blight from peaceful pastures to places of gore that no honest White man can even afford the White women are deceived as jews pick and weave the abolished conscience of those who conceive a damaged waste and a death of the most beautiful race the jew giggles and bubbles in baths of disgrace soon they will be foregone in a dream put in place and as dusk turns to dawn the twilight turns to twine the villainous enemy turns to dust and rusts in the synagogue of hate worn out bloodied rust adored the hanging bodies end an era of pure unjust spores from peaceful pastures to places of beautiful lore