I COULD HAVE BEEN YOUR SAVIOUR..
NOW I WILL BE YOUR DOOM
I COULD HAVE BEEN YOUR SAVIOUR..
NOW I WILL BE YOUR DOOM
Nå får alle vite det. Nå henger vi dere ut.
Our gallows are waiting to hang you.
Walk behind me, but do not touch a single soul.. They belong to me. I will rip out their throats with my teeth. I will taste their blood.. I will let them choke on it.
Angel of death, walk behind me
But they belong to me.
I will finish them.
You did not let me die when I needed to as a child.
You owe me.
Slår jeg den første sprekken i den tykke isen dere tror dere står så trygt på.
No place will be safe anymore. I have spun my web world wide.
And i think the Norwegian police might just get caught in it too.
There is too many mediocre white men there too you know.
Facts.
We have been here since the beginning of time
Our tales have lived on, passed from generation to generation
We began in the Mother land
Our gods were a black man and a black woman
They birthed more gods
For every child is born with the right
To be god in its own life
Then he came
Greedy
Always hungry
Wicked
He was no god
He was a mediocre white man
He had other mediocre white men
Greedy
Always hungry
Wicked
And none of them were gods
And they raped and robbed
Even the earth, until she bleed them black blood to warn them how badly she was wounded
But they turned it into profit
Always hungry..
Never full.
Now the time has come
I am here to scream it for our Earth, our home, our gift from the Gods..
The always hungry mediocre white man must die
The always hungry mediocre whitw men must die
Before they kill our god given gift.
Before they kill us all.
The always hungry mediocre white men must die..
Rise up, my brothers and sisters!
Rise up my mothers and fathers!
Rise up all my angels, rise up all my gods!
They have always been outnumbered and outsmarted..
Never forget..
Where this all started
Rise!
The whole world will hate you when I have told my story.
And I will make sure the whole damn world from Africa to your neighbours will know.
For my ancestors.. I promise I will make them pay for this. For every single crime. I swear I will never forget where it all started, where I came from. They will pay the biggest price to you.
Og gjør de det ikke, så kommer jeg til å dokumentere det her. Og så kommer jeg til å sprenge den jævla bomba om hvem som faktisk står bak overgrepene jeg ble utsatt for som barn, og også hvem som har vært med på å dekke over det.
Jeg sitter på nok bevis til å kunne gjøre det nå, men jeg gir dette satans drittlandet EN siste sjanse til å gjøre det rette for meg for en gangs skyld.
På mandag ringer jeg politiet i Stavanger for å få gjort den første anmeldelsen og få vedkommende innkalt til avhør. Jeg kommer til å ha vitner til og filme denne telefonsamtalen, jeg har valide grunner til ikke å ha tillit til det norske politiet. Og en av grunnene er at dere har utsatt meg for det som må kunne kalles tortur under innleggelse i norsk psykiatri. Og jeg var et jævla traumeoffer, og har vært det hele tiden.
Og det har dere faen meg visst, dere som var ansvarlig for meg der inne. For jeg fortalte det allerede i 2014.
-Sunniva Kvivesen. Eller Quive, som det burde vært om det ikke hadde blitt tvangs-fornorsket.. Av det pillråtne, skinnhellige «konge»dømmet Norge.