I am mistake I am word The laws I live by are more than absurd To break my heart And live by the course Is to tread tired ground And call my feelings rehearsed I've been here before The bored lover's interest Feelings I feel for you Are those of the separatist My heart is forsaken And my love is all but robbed Swipe right and tell me you're taken I'll do nothing but sob My social EMP A goodnight to thee Shutdown my thinking And let the misery be
I can't compute and become mute When you walk by My circuitry is fried Because your program is an encryption And your pulse is electromagnetic My car dies, so does my phone, so does my home I'm immobilized And demoralized By immoral ties To temporary generators They're validating veneraters Ultimately unsatisfying When you're still not buying I'm attracted to your charge Until there's a battery Yet you're the cure to your lure The EMT for your EMP
Your negative charge casts a cloud around my nucleus But if you could be positive for a change We could meet in the middle And feel energy in our synergy But as soon as I feel electricity between us You shut me down With your EMP I can't get free
Weapons have been developed to create the damaging effects of high-energy EMP. These are typically divided into nuclear and non-nuclear devices. Such weapons, both real and fictional, have become known to the public by means of popular culture.
One E.M.P. could bring this whole thing down; finale to steal the technocrats’ crown. Did God intend for us to live this way like hell on credit with heaven to pay? One burst of apocalyptic clarity: all it would take to reverse the polarity… one massive electro-magnetic pulse the data-driven ******* to convulse.
You were dumbed down so they could set you up to drink from the Nanny-State’s golden cup… This Babylonian One-World vintage exacerbates thirst: accursed beverage, enhancing global madness as it’s drunk; imbibers cannot gauge how low they’ve sunk. The dregs are drained, only to be refilled; the elixir of doom is thusly swilled.
When the chips go down as the system ends and there’s no cash paid for your dividends, assurance (like health insurance) falters as your inhuman condition alters. By then you’ll be ready to wonder why (although you appear unready to die) whether Man without God is worth a **** in the Sovereign Redeemer’s master-plan.
Globalism *****. The Bible warned us about such godless nonsense