Fig Tree Parched

Fig Tree Parched Praying With Wet Eyes To The Heavens Pray Pray Pray The Heavens Will Open Sometime Somewhere Yet Will It Be Late? Hear Hear There's A Shout From The Heavens There's A Scream From The Heavens Look! The Waters Changed Their Color The Waters Spume They Turned Red Dies irae, dies illae! The Earth Is opening Valleys are Rising to mountains Mountains Subside to valleys Dies irae! Dies illae! Hear! Hear! There's but a chorus of Angels singing They sing! They sing! They sing! Whilst high be low Low be high And The earth's bursting Dies iare! Dies illa! At last!