As the Truth begins to mumble,
The world then starts to tumble.
For all else not to be known,
The man would soon disown.
He opens the eyes,
To all his lies.
Which no longer stay,
As the Truth makes its way.
That sought is inside guised
And the self is thus realised.
The world then starts to tumble.
For all else not to be known,
The man would soon disown.
He opens the eyes,
To all his lies.
Which no longer stay,
As the Truth makes its way.
That sought is inside guised
And the self is thus realised.
