Temple Of The Times – Letras de Seventh Seal

Famine in the streets
Wailing, gnashing teeth
Working a days wages
One slice of bread to eat
Falling from the sky
Fire mixed with blood
Hurling down upon earth
This star is called Wormwood

A ruined atmosphere, yet stil no body cares
Stays the same
Too much in vain
There's danger in the air
Crying out for death but still it will not come
Destroyed in desolation tormented everyone
Two witnesses will come, and speak to everyone
To testify and prophesize
Don't turn away or run
Their blood flows in the streets
Two dead upon the ground
After several days amazed
They lived and moved around

My blood, flows like a River of Life
Running down the drain
A gift, a promise of New Life denied
With no one else to blame
Whoever is thirsty
Whoever wants to come
Take a drink of living water
Free gift to everyone
Whoever is weary
Whoever is in pain
Lay your heaert upon my hands
I'll wash away your shame