Truth Belies

I know not what the tongues have twisted, I know not what the eyes have forseen, I know not what the ears have heard, All is known what's nothing but an illusion. When the words that fell became Your doors to hell When the ears that swell with The hatred's bell There remains a thing as ashes To call a tell. Longer the way beyond the woods, Mind keep going over the thorns, Untill came the frown from a failing horn, That never could stand the weariness of the travel hood. The world in here belies a truth It heeds The wretched truth of the twisted tongues Oh thy world! The souls so pure has truth within, that The Weary minds and hearts never deny.