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