To Behold Your Lies

You, who sees, But know none See the terror. See the threads spun. The weaving Web Surrounding your life. See it all, And cause all strife. But you may lie And you may deceive. But the Watcher's gaze Shall always receive. The truth you can't hide From the gaze of The Eye. So try as you might to weave. So try as you might to lie. But your lies will unravel. It will always come undone. For The Eye will feast upon it. No matter how you try to run. Your silken web... It will come away. Your deceit will rot... It will decay... So you, who watches But understands none. You, who tries to lie... For what? For fun? For you are now beheld. To me, you are beholden. Your lies are known. All the doors now open.