Trumpets

A third of the earth burned up, a third of the trees, all green grass is gone, nowhere to flee
A third of the sea turned into blood, a third of it's creatures died
A third of the ships destroyed, and it has just begun
A third of the waters turned bitter and many people died
A third of the day is without any light, and also a third of the night

The first trumpet, fire and blood hurled down upon the earth
The second trumpet, a fiery mountain thrown into the sea
The third trumpet, the Wormwood star fell from the sky
The fourth trumpet, the sun was struck and it turned dark

Locusts came out of the Abyss, they had tails and stings like the scorpions of the earth
The sound of the wings like the thundering of horses rushing into battle
With their stings they will torture the people who did not have the seal of God on their heads
Men will seek death, they will long to die, but death will elude them
The four angels that are bound at the Euphrates killed a third of mankind by fire, smoke and sulfur
The rest did not stop to worship demons and idols, nor did they repent of their murders and magic

The fifth trumpet sounds, this will open the Abyss, men will suffer in agony
The sixth trumpet to release those who are bound, two hundred million to bring judgment on earth

Then I saw another mighty angel coming down from heaven, robed in a cloud, rainbow above his head
Legs like fiery pillars, face like the sun, holding a little scroll which lay open in his hand
Planted his right foot on the sea, planted his left foot on the land, gave a loud shout like a lion
Raised a hand to heaven, swore by him who lives for ever and ever, who created the heavens, the earth, the sea
"There will be no more delay
But in the days when the seventh angel is about to sound his trumpet
The mystery of God will be accomplished, just as he announced to his servants the prophets"



Credits
Writer(s): Florian Weishaupt
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