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