Seals of The Lamb

(yeah, yeah) (bring it back,

bring it back)

The Lamb opens the first seal,

a voice like thunder calls,

Behold, a white horse emerges,

conquers as he gallantly hauls.

With a bow and a crown,

he rides forth to conquer still,

A symbol of conquest and the ambition of human will.

The second seal breaks,

a fiery red horse appears,

Its rider takes peace,

bringing strife and fears.

With a great sword,

wars and conflict ignite,

Human violence and the strivings that bring fright.

(Ooooh, the seals are broken!) Hide us from the wrath's face!

(Who shall be able to stand?) Who shall stand tall?

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!)

Third seal opened, black horse in its place,

Rider holds scales, marking scarcity's trace.

Wheat and barley, precious yet sparse,

Economic hardship in a world so harsh.

With the fourth, a pale horse rides forth,

Death and Hades follow close in the course.

Fifth seal reveals souls under the altar's crest,

Martyrs of the faith,

in white robes they rest.

“How long, O Lord,

holy and true?” they plead,

God's promise of justice assures them,

He will indeed.

Sixth seal ushers a great earthquake and sights,

Sun turns black, moon red,

terrifying flights. Stars fall to the earth,

heaven's powers are shaken,

Kings and mighty, their refuge taken.

They cry to the mountains,

"Hide us from wrath’s face!" For the great day has come,

who shall stand tall?

O Sovereign Lord, amidst the turmoil,

anchor my heart in Your promises.

Steadfast and true, Your grace

is my hope. Amen.

(mmm, amen,

yeah)