Windows of Truth

They say that eyes are windows to the soul
Does that mean that a broken mind is blind to the love of man?

Of those whose mind is pure, their eyes are like stained glass
They tell a story, and catch the rays of hope shown by the sun

The one who's mind is lost, his glass is tinted and cloudy
The one who's honest, their glass is transparent

Of the evil ones, they have no glass at all
For every evil thought chipped away the glass until it shattered