The tale of a blind male
Who saw the world pale
And was quick to rebel and linger

His mind was his jail
No escape no prevail
Wore the purity ring on his middle finger

All his thoughts of all lies
Led him quick to despise
Of the world and its spiteful decisions

We have fought for our lives
Now we live with the flies
Is this what God has envisioned

For a seond too late
He saw the world and its hate
The vision got clearer and clearer
He saw anger and fire, lust and desire.
Soon realized he was looking at a mirror.

The fire is in us
The fire will win us
If we cannot see its spark

The fire is everywhere
No escape no prevail
If you dont follow the dark

The blind man has seen gods wonderful sign
The world will leave eachother behind
The blind man has strength, with the training of mind
Now he is glad he is blind