The Seventh Seal and Golden Censer

[Verse 1] In heaven’s temple, silence falls As the angel stands, with censer’s call Aramaic prayers, incense does rise Before the Lord, the saints’ cries [Chorus] The smoke of incense, a sweet perfume Fills the air, a heavenly perfume Prayers of saints, a fragrant smoke Rising to God, a sacred cloak [Verse 2] The angel takes the censer strong Fills it with fire, and fragrant gold Before the altar, he does stand Offering prayers, from every land [Chorus] The smoke of incense, a sweet perfume Fills the air, a heavenly perfume Prayers of saints, a fragrant smoke Rising to God, a sacred cloak [Bridge] The four angels, bound at the rivers Wait for the moment, to unleash their quivers The fifth angel, with trumpet in hand Ready to sound, the final stand [Verse 3] A third of the earth, scorched and dry A third of the trees, withered and nigh All green grass, burned to the ground The effects of wrath, all around [Chorus] The smoke of incense, a sweet perfume Fills the air, a heavenly perfume Prayers of saints, a fragrant smoke Rising to God, a sacred cloak [Verse 4] The stars of heaven, like a fig tree Wither and fall, at God’s decree The mountains and islands, shaken too As the earth groans, under God’s wrath anew [Chorus] The smoke of incense, a sweet perfume Fills the air, a heavenly perfume Prayers of saints, a fragrant smoke Rising to God, a sacred cloak