FIGHT FOR SIGHT

That's there in an old, blind priest's life?
Darkness, Dependence and a desire to see.
But with Jack, my pal, I planned a heist,
So this thirst of sight could be free.

Is that Jack and Jill i hear!?
Oh God! Jill knows about our crime!
But it shocked me more when i heard Jack say
"It was the priest, I didn't take a dime."

My betrayed soul stumbled upon a rock,
And rolled it down with the strength I did gather.
Jack fell down and broke his crown,
And Jill came tumbling after.

Carefully stepping down I heard Jack's moans,
Which led me towards the poisonous lake
Fed him that death dealing water 'cause
Oh lord! It was for this blind man's sake!

Rolled him in the lake after scooping out his eyes,
Hoped to see the world again before i died.
When I said "Jack and Jill went up the hill,
To fetch a pail of water", I lied.