A Blinded Generation

Why have we become the blinded generation?

Why have we become the wounded and proud?

Why have we become the generation whom buried the souls?

Digging the graves and left for dead The generation they said that will never make it to the end. Oh blinded generation All broken and scattered Ranking our pain from 1 to 10 Why have we become what they said we would? Silent and lifeless The generation has fallen Suffocatted, left breathless By a gentle breath Graves begin to shake Called the blinded generation Renamed the resurrected generation