Markus Zemke - The first four trumpets Lyrics

Seven angels, trumpets in hand
Prepared to sound across the land
The first one blew, hail and fire fell
Mixed with blood, a tale to tell
A third of trees, green grass burned,
Upon the earth, the curse returned,
Destruction in the fiery wake,
Nature's cry, the earth did quake.
Trumpets sound, heavens cry,
Signs and wonders in the sky,
Hail and fire, blood and ash,
Earth and sea, in their clash.
The second angel, trumpets raised
A mountain of fire, the sea ablaze
A third of waters turned to blood
Creatures died in the flood
Ships were lost, sea life roared
Nature's balance, harshly torn
A fiery mountain, cast below
Signs of the end, winds did blow
Trumpets sound, heavens cry,
Signs and wonders in the sky,
Hail and fire, blood and ash,
Earth and sea, in their clash.
Trumpets sound, heavens cry,
Signs and wonders in the sky,
Hail and fire, blood and ash,
Earth and sea, in their clash.
The third angel blew his horn,
A star called Wormwood, heavens torn,
Rivers, springs, turned to bile,
Bitter waters, men reviled.
The fourth angel, darkness fell,
Sun and moon, their light did quell,
Stars were struck, a third in shade,
Day and night in gloom arrayed.
A cry from heaven, woe proclaimed,
Angels yet to sound, earth blamed,
A warning loud, a dire call,
To those who dwell, hear it all.
Trumpets sound, heavens cry,
Signs and wonders in the sky,
Hail and fire, blood and ash,
Earth and sea, in their clash.
Woe to those who dwell below
Angels blast, the final show
Trumpets sound, the end is nigh
Earth and heaven, hear the cry