Revelation 8

The smoke of the incense With the prayers of the Holy people Arise from the altar Set in gold Ready to be thrown Down to earth Mixed with the power of the Spirit Then the seven angels prepare to sound their trumpets First is hail and fire mixed with blood Second is the ocean reversed from a flood Dry land appears Then the third trumpet blasts Blazing like a torch A star of bitterness is cast Down to the rivers And people died from the flask Next The sun turns black Part of the day is gone Then the eagles cry out But wait there's more Woe woe woe To the people of the earth There's still three more trumpets to be heard So prepare for the King Cuz He's on His way Time to make your own path straight For the Judgment Day Lean not on your own understanding But trust in the Lord Don't be unequipped On the Last Day And pick up your sword