I saw a red moon rising in an ink-black sky,
Stars are falling in the street like tears from an eye,
Cries for the dying ones,
Seven judgments, seven seals and still no one learned,
The sky is blocked from sight by smoke while Babylon burned with the heat from a million suns.

And we're waiting for the Son.

The dragon and bear are now marching to war,
Children of Israel fall by the score,
Rachel weeps for her sons,
Rivers of blood flow to pools,
Battle high,
Someone shouts,
Every eye turns on the sky,
Messiah, when will you come'

And they're waiting for...
Waiting for the Son.

The son of perdition has taken his seat,
The lightning crashed,
The sky is cracked,
The whole world will see,
Messiah has returned.

No more waiting for...
Waiting for the...
No more waiting for the Son.
Waiting for the Son,
No more waiting.