When the treasured darkness,
Behind the veils of prejudice, 
Is all you can fake, all u can do,
To hamper the light of today,
Befalling all souls, enlightening all spirits.

But the shunned transgressors,
In whose rebellion,
We all seek to retaliate, yet feign indifference,
Just to cherish pretense and trample underneath,
The last conscious souls,
And again affected may cherish forever the bliss of conceit.