The lion hides behind the truth,
A gallant knight on pain of sword.
The blind man sees which way to go,
A beggar finds his just reward.

A babblers tounge will never cease,
The tin man masks a heart of gold.
A compass always pointing north,
an unloved heart is treasure sold.

The castle strong as weakest point,
The truth will always stay the same.
A lonesome clock has all the time,
How can mortal man give God a name?