I can see the light and I can interpret the fight
A generation of the God blind
A generation with a blessed sign
Take from the rich and give to the poor
Oh Lord, train my hands for war
Oh pharisitical scribes, search your text
For the pa**ages where the last generation comes
By the name of X
Get on your knees
They can't see the Light
The foolish confound the wise
A generation of the socalled God blind
Yet for His name, they will surely die
Yet for His name, they will surely die
Here comes the Bride
Here comes the Bride
I can see the light