Letra de ' Seven Trumpets Of Apocalypse ' de Fabby

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