Songtext von Seven Trumpets Of Apocalypse

From prophetic to temporal From prophetic to temporal I heard the trumpets blow in the heavens, was it a sign? Was it a sign? Proclamations of angels to the world, to the world oh, oh The hourglass reveals that time is running out And the process is running Apostles, prophets, prophecies, verses, proverbs The seven trumpets of angels, angels Trumpets of the apocalypse Oh, oh Connected together seven trumpets, seven seals, seven bowls Raise your glass and drink the prophetic absinthe It's not a mirage, miracle or illusion, miracle or illusion See, he comes with the clouds, all eyes will see him Apocalypse book of signs, o o o, discoveries Bibles are mere clay tablets, stone tablets, written papyri, parchments, papers, inscriptions Make no mistake because salvation is in you In your actions, not in religions From beginning to end, few will be chosen Rising to the skies in redemption Proclamations of angels to the world Proclamations of angels to the world The seven trumpets of angels The seven trumpets of angels Seven seals revealed, old testaments Raise your glass and drink the prophetic absinthe It's not a mirage, miracle or illusion, miracle or illusion See, he comes with the clouds, all eyes will see him Apocalypse book of signs, discoveries, discoveries, discoveries