Europe's Crisis: Immigration, Crime and Calls to Fight Back

Yeah, yeah, yeah,

yeah, yeah. Europe is falling. Europe is beautiful, so, so

beautiful. No riots, no aliens.

Europe is beautiful.

Ladies and gentlemen, Europe is falling.

Beautiful countries, incredible history, the greatest civilizations

the world has ever seen, and look at you now.

Your streets are burning. Your borders are gone.

Every second child is named Muhammad or Ranjid.

And you? You are busy making sure the bottle caps

stay attached to the

bottles. France, Germany, Britain,

what the hell happened to you people?

Your ancestors conquered kingdoms with swords and horses.

You people can't even take a subway without getting robbed.

The Romans built an empire. The British ruled the seas.

The French had Napoleon. And now you've got Macron and his

husband. Very small man, tremendous disappointment.

You had kings, castles, knights, beautiful swords,

and they didn't need permission from Brussels to carry them.

So tonight, I'm announcing something historic:

the European

purge. It's time for Europeans to take their

continent

back from the criminals, the chaos, and the politicians who let it happen.

Stand up. Fight back.

Man, France is going to hell.

Yeah. It's game over.

Take their continent back from the criminals, the chaos, and the

politicians who let it happen. Stand up. Fight back.

Shit, a missile on the way. We gotta get out of here.

Look around you, Paris is burning.

But before you can save a civilization, you must ask yourself one very important

question: have you cleaned your room?

Because if you cannot take responsibility for your own bedroom...

My fellow Europeans, time to fight back.

Christ is King.

This is our country now. Mashallah.

Not on my watch. The Lord is with us.

Forward.

Send them home!

There was a time when Europe was the most beautiful place on Earth,

a land of great nations, proud people, ancient

traditions, a place where children could dream freely,

where families built their futures, and where generations lived in

peace. Our ancestors built something

extraordinary,

not for themselves, but for us, and for those who would

come after us. But somewhere along the way, we began to

lose sight of what mattered. We were told that our history

was something to

be ashamed of, that our traditions belong to the past,

that the

world we once knew could never return.

And for a moment, we believed them.

But they forgot one thing, the future has not yet been written.

Give me all you got.

Europe, send them home.

Europe, se-

Stones Park, Stones Park, we're going to Valhalla.

We won't just run and hide. The

Lord is on our side.