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.
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