Billie Eilish has Sold the UN Death-cult their New Anthem.
Now and then when I’m browsing YouTube I make the terrible mistake of clicking on the Trending tab instead of the Subscriptions tab. Today was one such day, and I found this doozy of a new pop song from singer Billie Eilish trending at #1 with over 18 million views in the two days since its release.
The gargoyle-like thumbnail and the title grabbed my attention, and as someone who doesn’t mind looking into the dark abyss now and then, I started watching. The very first frame is positively satanic:
A woman is having her clothing literally torn off by at least five latex-gloved men. One could be forgiven for assuming that this clip is going to be a statement in support of the #MeToo movement, or some other kind of commentary on the alleged “rape culture” that Western women have been indoctrinated to perceive is the result of what we consider to be traditional Western masculinity. But no…
Or maybe, given that the next frame (2 seconds in) is the same gloved hands violently driving eight syringes into her flesh, it’s a commentary on the (genuine) epidemic of drug addiction that faces the demoralised, rootless, cosmopolitan youth of American cities?
Well… no! Keep guessing.
What’s next is akin to a horror film, and obviously it’s entirely deliberately so. Our experimental sacrifice has sprouted wings! But these are hardly angelic ones. Music video director Rich Lee’s own website (riddled with dark and demonic images) declares in his brief autobiography:
Like most kids, my mind was all over the place. I wanted to be a comic book artist one minute, and after seeing Jurassic Park, a paleontologist… But, when I realized that was misguided, I decided I wanted to be a monster maker.
Naturally, being the business of imagining hell-spawn into material reality, Lee cut his teeth at Disney’s Imagineering. Back to the music video at hand:
The demonically created pseudo-angel now falls from the sky, and lands in a puddle of oil, out of which she helplessly struggles to crawl before the song finally begins at 47 seconds, with the following lyrics mumbled through a vocal filter that is (once again) intentionally designed to sound demonic:
“My Lucifer is lonely…”
The main song finally begins, and it sounds like a crappy B-side from a 10-year-old Lily Allen album. In typical modern pop-music form, the vocals are sung through clenched teeth, the melody is predictably pentatonic, the mix is compressed into distortion levels, and the whole composition is certainly more like a schoolyard teasing rhyme (‘na na n-na naa, you can’t catch me’) than anything I would call art. This naive, and dare I say facetiously child-like melody is accompanied by an incredibly dark video sequence and even darker lyrics.
The plot of the video is simple from here: the fallen “angel” staggers across what looks like a post-apocalyptic Walmart parking lot in Compton, as its concrete rubble gradually and inexplicably bursts into flames. Slicked with the tar into which she was dropped, Ms Eilish is encumbered, dazed, and almost certainly in a state of drug-fuelled delirium as she makes the slow march across the lot for the rest of the song. Eventually, the whole scene goes up in flames, and we see within the fire in the background many silhouettes of strippers shaking their stuff. The fire catches along the oily trail she has left behind and her wings burst alight, burning the oil from her wings along with the feathers, revealing the meaty, dark wings beneath as we would see on a gargoyle or a bat.
Far from looking hurt or distressed at the burning of her wings, she looks more free than before, able to stand upright and spread her wings. One could even argue that her expression resembles one of erotic pleasure, albeit still veiled behind blackened eyes and lethargy. Then she turns around and… starts back towards the flaming oil puddle. Pow!
Though the video itself is finely (and expensively) produced horror-porn with little-to-no plot to explore, the lyrics are far more interesting and disturbing.
Standing there, killing time
Can’t commit to anything but a crime
Peter’s on vacation, an open invitation
Animals, evidence
Pearly gates look more like a picket fence
Once you get inside ’em
Got friends but can’t invite them
Hills burn in California
My turn to ignore ya
Don’t say I didn’t warn ya
All the good girls go to hell
‘Cause even God herself has enemies
And once the water starts to rise
And heaven’s out of sight
She’ll want the devil on her team
My Lucifer is lonely
Look at you needing me
You know I’m not your friend without some greenery
Walk in wearing fetters
Peter should know better
Your cover up is caving in
Man is such a fool
Why are we saving him?
Poisoning themselves now
Begging for our help, wow!
The religious themes are impossible to miss, but even after listening through, I was struggling to understand what on earth this song meant, other than appearing to be a flagrant satanic inversion and repackaging of occultism for the young… but luckily for confused li’l me, Eilish couldn’t help but spell out her lyrical intentions in crayon with this statement in the description field:
A note from Billie: right now there are millions of people all over the world begging our leaders to pay attention. our earth is warming up at an unprecedented rate, icecaps are melting, our oceans are rising, our wildlife is being poisoned and our forests are burning. on september 23rd, the UN will host the 2019 Climate Action Summit to discuss how to tackle these issues. the clock is ticking. on friday september 20th and friday september 27th you can make your voice be heard. take it to the streets. #climatestrikehttps://globalclimatestrike.net
So there we have it: the codex by which to interpret these lyrics. Allow me to make an attempt to do so.
Standing there, killing time
Can’t commit to anything but a crime
“Standing there” might represent the inaction she perceives from world leaders, and “killing time” is surely an insinuation of the deadly result of this political inaction that she and her climate change doomsday cult colleagues are always screeching about. Here’s where the religious tomfoolery begins:
Peter’s on vacation, an open invitation
Peter is considered both the gatekeeper to Heaven, and the foundation (or rock) of the Church; he makes a fine lyrical personification of Christianity itself, as a human movement. And apparently he’s shirking his duties too. I can’t say she’s entirely wrong… the Church of Rome has certainly been usurped by Satanists, for at least the last half-century, and Christianity has largely degenerated into Churchianity; a weak, traditionless, rootless, suicidal guilt club which is hellbent on letting itself be crushed by totally rejecting the intolerance that once made it strong – an intolerance that Jesus himself demonstrated throughout the Gospel. If this is not an open invitation for the enemies of Christ, I don’t know what is!
Animals, evidence…
Perhaps she is suggesting that the global beef (and other meat) trade is indicative of Western man’s abandonment of his role as the steward of nature. I can’t say I entirely disagree with her here if this is what she means. Though I am not in any way a vegan (I love hunting, butchering, and eating animals, and I find it to be a very wholesome pastime and life skillset), and I don’t agree that man is making a significant impact on climate change beyond the normal and natural fluctuations that have always occurred, it is clear that global free trade and mass-marketed fast food has not only broken our natural relationship with the food production cycle, but it has caused great and unnecessary harm to both animals and the environments in which they are raised.
Pearly gates look more like a picket fence
There’s a double-meaning here. Firstly, picket fences are small, and easily broken down or climbed, suggesting that Heaven can be stormed by anyone who wishes to be there (a laughable Satanic delusion). But picket fences are also a commonly used cliche in the depiction of the traditional family unit; the ‘white picket fence’ is indeed a term used to belittle and mock the pre-feminist ideals of Christian marriage and family. Given this girl’s allegiance to the United Nations, as expressed in her written call-to-arms, it’s no surprise that she would employ this trope and probably drink the communist anti-family Kool-Aid that her masters in Los Angeles have been feeding her since childhood.
Once you get inside ’em
Got friends but can’t invite them
Yep, heaven sucks because all your Satanist mates will be left behind. As many a heathen, Luciferian, pagan, libertine, or witch would agree: hell is where the party’s at. This right here is a foreshadowing of the Satanic inversion coming in the chorus. Wait for it.
Hills burn in California
There certainly have been wildfires there. Apparently these were President Trump’s fault, just like this new hurricane, Dorian.
My turn to ignore ya
And since Trump doesn’t swear allegiance to the climate change cult… #NotMyPresident
Don’t say I didn’t warn ya
Yes, yes… we know the Left in all its guises (commies, neoclowns, Antifa, BLM POCs, LGBTQI+s, vegans, Satanists, Talmudic Jews, transgenders, transhumans, otherkin, and all the rest) are planning to unite and fight against all those mean, angry white folks with their patriotism, and their guns, and their God. Good luck with that, guys.
And now to the chorus!
All the good girls go to hell
Here’s the clincher, and the titular line; the Satanic inversion. All the good girls go to hell! Ha! Gotcha. Good is evil. Evil is good. Up is down. Numbers are coloured. Circles are square. And the West was built on “Judaeo-Christian values”. There’s also a bit of a pun in this if you imagine a socially outcast, introverted, mentally ill girl writing the lyrics, and you add a comma: “All the good girls, go to hell!” She might in fact be a Gamma-female if such a thing can exist.
According to Wikipedia:
In 2017, Eilish stated that she likes dressing out of her comfort zone to feel like she grabs the attention of everyone around her. Eilish tries to be “really different from a lot of people”, and wears clothing opposite to what others are wearing. Aiming to “look memorable”, Eilish said she believes she “proved to people that I’m more important than they think”, and she is “kind of intimidating, so people will listen up.”
Envy politics must become envy fashion, and her masters surely love her contrived faux-authentic style. After all, if you’re going to shape a young, mentally ill girl into a superstar through whom you can spread your doomsday death-cult panic-mongering and continue to ratchet up the political divide, it’s important that she “looks memorable”, and by not flaunting her body proves that she’s “important”. Don’t mistake her (designed) fashion sense for anything close to modesty. It’s just another inversion.
‘Cause even God herself has enemies
God the Father does indeed have enemies, and they rule this world, from the Babylonian city-states of Los Angeles, New York City, Brussels, and Geneva. Note the gender inversion, of course; hardly original, but certainly a logical step in the mind of a globalist, feminist, environmentalist, vegan, “artist” who works for a multinational corporation run by pedophile Kabbalists.
And once the water starts to rise
We’re still waiting. Al Gore seems pretty comfy in his beachfront mansion.
And heaven’s out of sight
This is possibly code for “when humanity gives up on the promises of God”, and we’re close, indeed. We’re very, very close. But I think to Eilish, “heaven” is the natural world, and nothing more. In her apocalyptic fantasies of nature being totally destroyed by man, the world is left without any forests or clean lakes, and with their loss, lost too is her hope. She places her hope in nature, and that is exactly the temptation that so many who turn away from Jesus Christ are succumbing to.
She’ll want the devil on her team
Indeed, whatever feminine pagan goddess Eilish worships, she is certainly a servant and subordinate of the evil one, and she is counting on his princely promises of eternal power and pleasure, or perhaps (as Eilish herself put it) importance and memorability.
My Lucifer is lonely
No doubt he is. He is eternally separated from the goodness of God, and his destiny is to rule over nothing but a lake of fire, full of banished souls who regret their turning away from God who gave them life. It doesn’t get more lonely than that. Lucifer is literally the loser to end all losers. The “secret king” left hanging on the locker door handle by his jockstrap, long after all the real men have left the room.
Look at you needing me
You know I’m not your friend without some greenery
She’s speaking from the perspective of her goddess; probably Gaia (Mother Nature). To Eilish, man’s value is based entirely on his ability to preserve the animal and plant world. Global warming is the result of what is deemed by her cult as the unforgivable sin, for which the atonement comes in the form of total human annihilation.
Walk in wearing fetters
Satan wants nothing more than to shackle and imprison the church, and he is largely succeeding. The great falling away is happening, and so-called Christians are dropping like flies to the dung-pile of “progressivism”. But it would be remiss of me to fail to acknowledge that even in these dark and openly Satanic times, a massive resurgence of traditional faith is occurring; one whose divine grace I have certainly been a recipient of.
Peter should know better
Remember, Peter is the symbol of man in service of God; the church. Satan and his pawns (be they at the financial, executive production, creative, or performance level of the music industry) delight to no end when they are able to suck more humans away from loyalty and faith to their God, church, and nation. The devil revels in seducing good people into the left-hand path.
Your cover up is caving in
Man is such a fool
Why are we saving him?
Nothing like a bit of resigned misanthropy to cap it off! The trouble is that the architects of this misanthropy don’t actually believe it, at least not of themselves. They view everyone outside of their group as subhuman. They openly preach their own supremacy: their superior intellect, their divinely-ordained political power and influence; their moral dominion; their racial purity. They love themselves.
They think they are the chosen ones, and they are simply trying to demoralise the West and all other peoples towards our own voluntary genocide so that we are ripe and ready for enslavement. The false messiah they await, the anti-Christ, is less likely in their collective vision a single person, but rather a whole nation-state acting as the global slave-masters. They view the devil they worship as just another facet of the true god. As above, so below.
Poisoning themselves now
Begging for our help, wow!
The demons, gods, goddesses, nephilim, aliens, and anyone else other than Lord Jesus Christ to whom neo-spiritual cultists like Eilish and her puppeteers look, probably are mocking us. That is because they are psychopathic, nihilistic, self-aggrandising monsters who live for nothing but power and pleasure.
The real God, our Fatherly Creator, and His Son, the true king, Jesus, feel quite differently indeed than these fallen creations. Jesus looks upon the fallen with anything but mockery and amusement. He looks at them with pity, remorse, grief…
And to those who love their sin, and who sell it to others as righteousness, them that call evil good and good evil, he will bring wrath and righteous judgement.
Billie Eilish has stated that she has Tourette’s syndrome, synesthesia (a neurological disorder which stimulates sensory hallucinations), and has suffered depression. She was raised vegetarian and is now a devout vegan. She has been publicly performing in Los Angeles since the age of eight.
“All the Good Girls Go to Hell” is released on Interscope Records, a child company of Universal Music Group. I’ll let you do your own homework on who and what kind of people run these companies. The formula for the creation of a new diva is perfectly realised in Billie Eilish, and she has been chosen to deliver the unashamed Satanic messaging of the children of the father of lies.
The Gaia-ism to which Eilish and many of her (and my) generation have wholeheartedly subscribed is little more than Satanism in green clothing, just as green politics is communism in environmentally-friendly biodegradable packaging, and communism is Talmudic Zionist Satanism in humanitarian clothing.
With each year they become bolder in their shameless association of these political and spiritual lies with the one who created them; the father of lies himself. Satan, however, will never announce himself plainly. He is, after all, a fraud, a coward, and a usurper; not a sovereign. He veils himself in pseudo-philosophies like environmentalism, climate catastrophism, communism, and globalism, until his followers eventually turn to him without an iota of remorse.
When Christ returns, on the other hand, every knee will bow, for there will be no doubt He has come to issue His righteous judgement upon us all, and for those who rejected the atonement He has already given us, it will be the second death. When it happens, everyone will know, even as they have been known all along. Our Creator is no deceiver.
Each step down the left-hand path leads to another, each brick on the road to hell easier to tread upon than the last. In the final days of the city of Sodom, shame was nowhere to be found, except in the house of Lot. If the anti-Christ is a man, many will worship him as a messiah, because he will no doubt have solutions to all of these perceived coming catastrophes.
In my book series The Ghosts of Men, this false messiah is an artificial intelligence, and it certainly does present all of humanity with its final solution. I don’t think it’s an overstatement at all to say that Billie Eilish’s new song, and its abominable video clip, are just the latest brick on the road to that evil end.
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