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May 28, 2025

“When Berlin Burns” – A Threat from Moscow and the Silence of the Peace Preachers

By Sean Lorenz

“If Taurus missiles fly over Moscow, there will be a strike on Berlin.”

— Margarita Simonyan, chief Kremlin propagandist, May 27, 2025

Berlin – a city that survived the Cold War, witnessed the fall of the Wall, and reinvented itself. A city of freedom, diversity, and an open society. And now, this very city is to become the target of a Russian counterstrike—should Germany dare to supply Ukraine with weapons for self-defense.

This is not a vague hint, not a strategic warning—it’s a direct threat against the German capital. Against 3.8 million people. Against the heart of our nation.

The attack before a single Taurus takes flight

Not a single Taurus cruise missile has reached Ukrainian soil. No Russian radar station near Moscow has been hit. And yet the Kremlin’s reaction is already here: a threat of annihilation, voiced by Margarita Simonyan—Putin’s most cynical mouthpiece.

This should be the moment when every illusion ends. The moment when the German appeasers’ mantra—“We mustn’t provoke”—collapses like a house of cards. But what happens instead?

The peace apostles of the SPD – when silence equals consent

Of all places, it is within the SPD—the party of Willy Brandt, once a symbol of understanding and now the ruling party—where a deafening silence reigns.
Rolf Mützenich, parliamentary group leader and self-styled guardian of domestic peace, continues tirelessly to warn against sending Taurus missiles—but not against the missile that could strike Berlin.
Ralf Stegner sees “no military solution”—even when his own country is the target.

And above it all, like a toxic relic of the past, hovers: Gerhard Schröder.
Putin’s longtime friend, Gazprom lobbyist, honorary member of the club of historic misjudgments. A former chancellor who has placed his personal alliance with Moscow above Ukraine’s freedom—and now above Germany’s security.
That parts of the SPD still fawn over him is no longer a political misstep—it’s a moral disgrace.

Berlin is under threat—and no one talks about it

Imagine the scenario: An Iranian official threatens Tel Aviv with missile strikes—and the Israeli government remains silent.
Or North Korea announces a strike on Tokyo—and Japan’s opposition calls for restraint.

Unthinkable?
Welcome to Germany in 2025.
Here, Russia can openly threaten the destruction of Berlin, and part of the political class responds with skeptical caution toward its own arms shipments.

And where do the Russian-Germans stand?

Over three million citizens of Russian descent live in Germany. Many were born here or fled post-Soviet arbitrariness. Yet part of this community is deeply infiltrated by Kremlin propaganda—through Telegram channels, Russian TV, and so-called “cultural associations.”

Now is the hour of truth.

Whose side do you choose when Putin marks Berlin as a legitimate target?
The side of the democracy you live in—or the regime that wants to rob you of your new homeland?

This is not a question of origin—but of conviction.

Who truly protects Berlin?

Not those who loudly warn against Taurus.
Not those who twist themselves into diplomatic pretzels when the Kremlin threatens bloodshed.
Not those who whitewash Schröder’s legacy and defend Mützenich’s appeasement.

Berlin is not protected by silence.
Berlin is protected by resolve.

By understanding that sending weapons is not an act of war—but a defense against what war truly means.
By recognizing that we cannot retreat when threatened.
By having the courage to meet threats with principle—not submission.

Because if Berlin really does burn—it won’t be because of Taurus.
It will be because we believed peace could be bought—at the price of our own defenselessness.

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THE LAST LIGHT – A WARNING TO RUSSIA

Text: Sean Lorenz

Prolog
O people, that is silent – hear the call of the time!
A dark rider will lead you to misery.
You follow Him, the shadow without a heart,
the enemy of truth, the bringer of pain.
You weren’t blind – but you didn’t want to see,
the lie tasted sweet, the path seemed comfortable.
But now, O Russia, the hour is nigh:
The heavens are opening – your judgment is here!

The Battle of the Archangels
In the east stands a throne of ice and fire,
the prince with icy courage reigns there.
The Satan Moscow, his breath is cold as steel,
his grip is murder, his word a curse.

Yet the light burns over Kyiv’s golden domes,
A halo that breaks through the darkness.
Archangel Michael, the warrior of the Lord,
Lift the sword in flames – out of love, not away.

he protects what is just and what is holy,
his shield shines in the storm, his eye understands.
He calls for freedom, fire and courage,
step against the serpent that rages in rage.

The fight is not only raging on the fields and the streets –
he is raging in spirit, in will, in measure.
A fight for truth in a dark night,
where life falls – and hope awakens.

Kyiv is stuck, a rock in the surf,
while Moscow sinks into a dark transformation.
Those who see, recognize: this is more than just war –
It’s the drama of light and intrigue’.

THE SEVEN SEALS

First seal – The White Knight

A gate opened – a rider, proud and pale,
spoke of order, of honor, of patriotism.
But he held iron chains in his fist –
there was no peace, only pain in nets.

Second Seal – The Red Knight

Then the war came, in blood-red splendor,
take bread and word, uproot every power.
Laws of lies, the country in distress.
who opposed, frozen to death.

Yet Michael’s flame pierced the wind –
gave hope to the weak, the fleeing child.

Third Seal – The Dark Knight

The market was empty, the measure was in vain,
Moms were complaining about every target.
A rider came in heavy weight with scales –
Distributed hunger, took more and more.

Nevertheless he left oil and wine,
only those who obeyed were allowed to continue.
Yet over Kyiv’s hill a song was heard,
of freedom that defeats even misery.

Viertes Siegel – Der fahle Reiter

A pale rider rode through the land,
death with him, with an iron hand.
The old have died unheard of,
The boys fled, broken, destroyed.

Yet Michael’s sign, as the sun so clear,
keep a life, make miracles happen.

Fifth seal – voices of the slain

“How much longer, sir, will justice remain hidden?”
We died for truth not for tomorrow! “
This is how the dead cry out from the altar –
Poets, journalists, in their own grave.

God answers: The end is near.
And Kyiv rings with bells: Da!

Sixth seal – shaking

Earth is shaking, the sky is tearing,
the moon turns blood, the sun freezes.
Stars are falling like ripe grain,
The thunder cries: This is the Wrath!

The big ones flee, the small ones are afraid:
“Cover us that we are hidden!” “
Yet Michael stands, his light stays on,
in the storm, in the call, lately.

Seventh Seal – The Silence

Then it became silent – in front of the court,
no wind, no sound, no morning light.
Seven Angels, trombone in hand
ready to blow across the country.

THE SEVEN POSAUNS
First Trombone – Fire Over The Land
An angel blew, and fire fell,
consumed forest, field and finish.
The nations were watching – but they didn’t see:
“It only affects the enemies – not our being. “

Second trombone – The mountain in the sea
A burning mountain plunges into the sea,
one third died, the rest suffered more.
Poisoned rivers, water to blood –
but the people forgot in anger.

Third trombone – The bitterness
A star fell from the sky – called Wormut,
Poisoned wells, desecrated land.
Truth was bitter, grace broke –
one third gone, the rest weakened.

Fourth trombone – The eclipse
The sun has gone, the day has become night,
no more light in the sky, no more star that awakens.
Twilight fell on every face –
but no one asked for the light.

Fifth Trombone – The Abyss
A shaft opened, deep and wide,
Demons were crawling in dark times.
They’re not eating meat – they’re eating soul’,
ridicule life, despise the goal.

Sixth Trombone – War from the East
Four angels deliver the eastern stream,
Armies marched with iron and wages.
A third fell – hearts cold,
Death reigned, ancient and soon.

Seventh Trombone – The Court
The angel said, “It is done –
last year, last night! “
Thunder and lightning, earthquake and fire –
no temple remain, no holy land.

But those who stood in the light will not lose –
the new beginning will triumph.