28 April 2012
One thousand eyes are disguised, within the darkness inside.
Piercing eyes that tell no lies, trained on your next movement.
Sized, are these eyes, according to each comitted sin resting on your conscience.
No escape from those eyes, not even a hope of severing the ties this time around.
They see what you fail to see, all the pain and misery inflicted, since you lost touch with your conscience.
Nine hundred and ninety-eight eyes will close, in time, but two will stay to see you on your way.
One Thousand Eyes • Opuss № I