And I think you are right re: machine gun fre and eh! Eh! Eh! (ad nauseum)
Seems to be some people that are glad of the wars and the dying so they can (selfishly) look to being raptured.
http://www.godlovesyouforever.org/drinking_alcohol_in_heaven.htmDrinking Alcohol in Heaven It has been a long dull day!
The marines are away from home
Mothers’ put their hands on their heads and weep, “Oh dear me!”
The boys are not home.
Oh mama! Oh mama!
Oh mama! Oh mama!
The marines are not home yet!
They are fighting Satan.
Mothers weep. Life is lonely.
Oh dear! Oh dear!
But have you heard the voice of General Jesus!
Hear His horn!
Hear! Hear! Hear!
Drink! Drink! Drink you drunkards!
It has all been paid for!
He paid for the party on the cross!
Everybody is drinking heaven’s holy wine!
He is blowing His horn!
You got love! You got love! Love eternal!
My love beats all the loves you have known!
It gives you exuberant life
Come my Baby! Oh-h-h!
Come my Baby! Oh-h-h!
My Bride! My Bride!
Drink heaven’s beer!
It has been paid, paid for by the General.
No more mourning! Your Husband is here!
Angels are blowing the trumpet!
Jesus’ party is ready!
Holy Spirit fire’s is on everyone!
Drink! Drink! Drink the water of life!
Jump into River Jordan!
Drown yourself in heaven’s alcohol!
It is a wild, wild party!
Drink! Drink you wild, wild people!
You damn bad Christians who refused Islam and all other religions.
The bad girls are now good girls!
The bad women are now good women
The bad boys are now good boys
The bad men are now good men!
Sinners are angels of love!
Jesus gives drinks!
They are full of the Holy Spirit!
Drink!
Hear God’s horn!
Come! Come! My Baby! Come! My Baby!
General Jesus is calling!
Hear the drums of heaven!
Law of love rules!
Great party! Jesus’ bride jumps around like a gazelle!
She is completely drunk!
Beat the drums more louder, oh angels!
Drink! Drink! Drink! Great party is in heaven.
Great partying before God the Father!
The Holy Spirit passes cups of fire to His children.
“Drink it hot! I am the Fire of creation!” He tells His children.
Jesus’ the Bridegroom is the Host.
The ticket to the party is faith.
Love is the language.
So take Jesus the Marine as your Son.
The young and the old have a Son!
Hear the Bridegroom’s horn
He is singing!
Run! My baby! Run to me! My Baby!