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