And di pipol wey dis fake profets dey profesai to, na war and honga go kill dem too. Dem go trow dia dead body for evriwhere for Jerusalem street and nobody go dey to beri dem. Dis tin go happen to all of dem, dia wifes and dia shidren. I go make dem pay for all di bad-bad tins wey dem dey do.”
“ ‘Mi, wey bi God sey, “I go ponish dem for four difren ways: I go make dem die for war. I go allow dog karry dia dead body. I go allow birds and wiked animals chop dia flesh
Na wiked diziz go kill dem and nobody go mourn or beri dem. Dia dead body go full groun like manure. Na war and honga go kill dem, den bird and wiked animals go chop dia dead body.
For dat day, di pipol wey God kill, dia body go skata for difren part for di world. Nobody go mourn for dem and nobody go karry dem go beri. Dem go dey groun like manure wey dem gada.
So all God pipol blood wey una kill for dis world, go dey una head. From Abel blood go rish Zekaraya wey bi Barakaya pikin, wey una kill for inside di temple.
God pipol wey dem kill and doz wey prish about Christ, I si di woman wen e dey drink dia blood and di blood dey shark am like wine. I sopraiz well-well wen I si di woman.