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
By the name of X

Get on your knees

They can’t see the Light
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

Here comes the Bride
Here comes the Bride
I can see the light