I saw the souls 
I saw the martyrs 
I heared them crying 
I heard them shouting 
They were dressed in white 
they've been told to wait 

The sun was black 
the moon was red 
the stars were falling 
the earth has trembling 

And then a crowd impossible to number 
Dressed in white 
carrying palms 
shouted amid 
the hotless sun 
the lightless moon 
the windless earth 
the colourless sky  

They'll no more suffer from hunger 
they'll no more suffer from thirst 
They'll no more suffer from hunger 
they'll no more suffer from thirst 
They'll no more suffer from hunger 
they'll no more suffer from thirst