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 passages where the last generation comes
The foolish confound the wise
A generation of the so-called God blind
Yet for His name, they will surely die
Yet for His name, they will surely die
