The blind revolution

My feet are moving without the help of my mind

tripping and falling, i'll keep running blind 

I cannot see what path I take,

from this nightmare I will never wake

I will not give up, not now, not ever

I may not make it, but this revolution will live forever 

With the memory of souls who blindly fought in this unrelenting war

and the tears on a pillow from a loved ones eyes 

this revolution will never die

we'll go onto history running blind.