Rei dos Reis

I saw the sky open
And a white horse
Its rider is called:
Faithful and true
His eyes like flames of fire
He is dressed in a robe dipped in blood
From his mouth comes a sharp sword
And on his thigh is written
King of kings, Lord of lords
King of kings, king of kings, king of kings
Lord of lords
The angels say: Holy
The angels say:
Holy, holy, holy is the Lord