And when the lamb opened the
next two seals,
We saw the souls,
We saw the martyrs,
we heared them crying,
We heared them shouting,
They were dressed in white,
They'd been told to wait

The sun was black,
the moon was red,
the stars were falling,
the earth was trembling
And then the crowed
impossible to number
carrying flowers,
shouted amid the hotless sun
the lightless moon
the windless earth
the colourless sky:
"How much longer wil we suffer
from hunger?
How much longer will we suffer
from thirst?"

And when the lamb opened the seventh seal,
silence covered the sky