This is fucking depressing, don't read if you are happy.

Light is relevant to your position 
Time is relevant only to perception

I travel through light soaring past night
To a time of least contagious minds
When humanity's thoughts where not infectious crimes
But beautiful rhymes

Now, I stand ashamed to have fallen from grace
Into a world so full of hate
Where the Ideas of men create 
Chaotic catastrophes to annihilate

Desperation for perfection has deprived the underprivileged
Desire for material possessions has extinguished love
I cannot fathom our lack of empathy 
But hope and pray for our destruction from above.