É o Apocalipse
Lucely Uchoa
It's the Apocalypse
When this blue sky turns black
With millions of dark clouds polluting the air
This world that sings today will hear moans
Will be heard, will be heard
When the Sun darkens and no longer shines
And it's not simply just an eclipse
When this happens it's time for supplication
It's time for pain, it's the apocalypse
There are seven bowls poured out of God's wrath
Upon the earth, upon the rivers, upon the seas
Turning potable waters into rivers of blood
Actions and explosions of nuclear bombs
It's God's wrath poured out in the air
And destroyed every satellite that was there
Internet, phone, TV, radio station
All human technology will fail
It's a system failure, it's planes crashing
Because suddenly the pilot disappeared and no one saw him
It's runaway trains, it's cars crashing
And the subway that didn't stop at the station
What a mess!
It's the pain of a mother who lost her child
The declaration of her sad soul
It's the apocalypse, it's the apocalypse
But while the world cries, the church is in glory
Celebrating the victory it had over death
Glorifying, worshiping, exalting
Declaring to the universe that Jesus is strong
It will be beautiful that day
Because the Sun of joy will shine upon the church
To wipe away all its tears
It will be wonderful to be in the light of heaven
Look into the eyes of Jesus and say You are Holy
Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy
Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy
Holy is the lamb who conquered
Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy
Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy
Holy is the son of God
But while the world cries, the church is in glory
Celebrating the victory it had over death
Glorifying, worshiping, exalting
Declaring to hell that Jesus is strong
It will be beautiful that day
Because the Sun of joy will shine upon the church
To wipe away all its tears
It will be wonderful to be in the light of heaven
Look into the eyes of Jesus and say You are Holy
Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy
Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy
Holy is the lamb who conquered
Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy
Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy
Holy is the son of God
Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy
Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy
Holy is the lamb who conquered
Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy
Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy
Holy is the son of God (at the end 3x)