I saw the souls

I saw the martyrs

I heared them crying

I heard them shouting

They were dressed in white

they've been told to wait

The sun was black

the moon was red

the stars were falling

the earth has trembling

And then a crowd impossible to number

Dressed in white

carrying palms shouted amid

the hotless sun

the lightless moon

the windless earth

the colourless sky ...

They'll no more suffer from hunger

they'll no more suffer from thirst

They'll no more suffer from hunger

they'll no more suffer from thirst

They'll no more suffer from hunger

they'll no more suffer from thirst