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 a crowd

impossible to number

carrying flowers,

shouted amid

the hotless sun

the lightless moon

the windless earth

the colourless sky :



"How much longer

will we suffer from hunger?

How much longer

will we suffer from thirst?"



And when the lamb

opened the seventh seal,

silence covered the sky