Dem guys, no can trus wat come outa dea mout. Inside, dey ony like wipe out peopo. Dey talk nice kine, But ony fo bulai you. You lissen wat dey tell, Jalike you goin fall down Inside one open grave an mahke.
Wen dey go search da land an see one bone from one mahke body, dey goin put one stone marka dea by da side, till da guys dat dig grave come fo take da bone to da Gog Army Valley fo bury um ova dea.
Da guys dat talk fo my God, Dey da guys dat guard you Efraim peopo. But all ova da place, get traps dat stay ready Fo catch da guys dat talk fo God. Get peopo dat hate dem even inside da Temple Fo God.
“Anybody dat stay outside, an dey touch one mahke guy ova dea, no matta somebody wen kill um wit one sword, o dey mahke regula kine, o if somebody touch one bone from one mahke guy, o dey touch one open grave, dey no can come in front me fo seven day.
dat kine seed da mos smalles seed, mo small den all da odda seeds. But wen dat seed grow, da plant come big, mo big den all da odda plants, an come big jalike one tree. Get birds in da sky dat come an make dea nes inside da branches.”
Den Paul tell him, “God goin wack you. You jalike one wall dey cova wit white kine paint. You sit dea fo judge me jalike da Rules From God tell, but den, you broke da Rules From God too, cuz you tell da guys fo slap me!”