Judgment Day

Lyrics

Countless lives, millennia of prophecy
People who speak of final judgement
An ancient apocalyptic warning awakens

When he broke open the seventh seal
There was silence in Heaven for half an hour
People grew complacent
Ignoring the signs until silence fell
It has begun, every signal faded away
No whisper remains

When the first blew his trumpet
There came hail and fire mixed with red
Then a third of the land burned
Along with a third of the trees and all green grass

People envy, craving the comfort we lost
Villagers in Amazon cried out as jungles burst into flame on every hit
One third of the land blackened in an hour

When the second blew his trumpet, something like a large burning mountain was hurled into the sea.

Then a third of the sea turned into red.

We hide truth behind lies displaying deceit
As the seas turn crimson
Shadows of deception and misinformation rage across humanity

But when the third blew his trumpet
A large star burning like a torch fell from the sky
A third of all the water turned to Wormwood.

Beneath a horizon painted in ash, the poisoned waters have claimed thousands.
Each bitter drop a harbinger of the collective anguish soon to sweep across the world.

When the fourth blew his trumpet, a third of the sun, moon and stars were struck, turning that third of them into dark.

We unleash our wrath and fury upon God's own house.
Three days without the sun, moon or stars
The Church finds itself hunted, shadowed by fear as faithful souls cling to candles

Then the fifth blew his trumpet, and I saw a star that had fallen from the sky.
And locusts came out of the smoke onto the land.

We mock the Almighty with pride from the pedestal of self-assurance.
Amored legions of locusts descended upon the world's cranaries.
Insects become harbingers of a famine that would cast the Earth into hunger.

Then the sixth trumpet sounded
"Release the four who are bound at the river Euphrates."

So the angels... Were released to slain a third of mankind.

Then despair arrives
We abandon hope, even for those we love most.
In the roar of global conflict, a third of humanity was extinguished.
Shattered remnants of our world lie
Smoldering beneath skies of ash

And then the seventh angel sounded:
And there were loud voices in Heaven, saying, The Kingdom of the world is the Kingdom of our Lord and he shall reign.

I saw the dead standing before the Throne, and scrolls were opened.
The dead were judged according to their deeds, by what was written in the scrolls.

The hour has come
In a single breath, the books are opened
No creed nor race can hide you now under his gaze.
Behold the Final Judgement