Trumpets

A third of the earth burned up, a third of the trees, all green grass is gone, nowhere to flee

A third of the sea turned into blood, a third of it's creatures died

A third of the ships destroyed, and it has just begun

A third of the waters turned bitter and many people died

A third of the day is without any light, and also a third of the night

The first trumpet, fire and blood hurled down upon the earth

The second trumpet, a fiery mountain thrown into the sea

The third trumpet, the Wormwood star fell from the sky

The fourth trumpet, the sun was struck and it turned dark

Locusts came out of the Abyss, they had tails and stings like the scorpions of the earth