Give your preps to Israel
They need them more than you
They've sold the bombs to both sides
The Banker's "Tried and True"
Get more close to Jesus
By killing all the poor
That Scofield dispensation
Beam me up in the midst of war
Give your preps to Israel
They are the Chosen few
Their enemies surround them
For their genocide to view
Your hour is approaching
For the Holocaust you sold
So shall it all be written
So shall it all unfold
A weed grows in the garden
And continues to take hold
It's spiritual discernment
That no book will ever know
So give your preps to Israel
Your guns and ammo too
Those whom you've killed and died for
Have now brought it home to you
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