[Verse 1]
A rider on a horse of black
With scales of justice held up high
A daily wage buys grain alone
As hunger sweeps beneath the sky
The wheat runs scarce, the wine's untouched
The rich resist Famine's sure hold
The poor and weak are starved and crushed
As ancient prophecy unfolds

[Verse 2]
The third seal broken, darkness rules
A balancing of life and death
Through empty streets echo the pains
Of those who draw their final breath
The merchant counts his coins of gold
While children starve outside his gate
Beneath the skies their mothers mourn
The scales reveal their bitter fate

[Pre-Chorus]
Steel and fury came before
Kin fights kin, consumed by rage
Fields of grain turned fields of war
Now famine writes the final page

[Chorus]
Days of sorrow, empty hands
Where is hope in this eternal night?
Reaching out across barren lands
Days of sorrow, fading light
Days of sorrow, broken lives
Lost within this symphony of pain
All can hear the children's cries
Days of sorrow, they remain

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
Days of sorrow, empty hands
Where is hope in this eternal night?
Reaching out across barren lands
Days of sorrow, fading light
Days of sorrow, broken lives
Lost within this symphony of pain
All can hear the children's cries
Days of sorrow, they remain

[Outro]

This song is based on Revelations 6:5-6:

'When He opened the third seal, I heard the third living creature say, “Come and see.” So I looked, and behold, a black horse, and he who sat on it had a pair of scales in his hand. And I heard a voice in the midst of the four living creatures saying, “A quart of wheat for a denarius, and three quarts of barley for a denarius; and do not harm the oil and the wine.”'