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If Your Eye's Were Mine

I know it's coming, I have seen the night,
it's out there searching for a new set of 

eyes. I hear it humming by, the light of 
the old church and when you step outside

you feel as if,something isn't right.I left
you a message on the window saying 

to be careful, this will be the night it
hunts in darkness, looking for eyes. 

In the old church cellar victims lay, one
by one hundred are they, stacked side 

by side ten layers high. In a storage of 
molded death, you could smell the stench

20 miles wide so, don't be suprised
when you see it,  just cover up your eyes. 

I know he's out there watching, as a chill
from the nights wind hits me broadside,

then the hunt begins.  It stands before
you, thirsting for body parts due it. I fear

it will come at daylight, while I am awake.
I hear it mumbling the names of souls it's

here to take.  It's standing there on the 
corner, underneath the steet light.

I get this wierd feeling that, something's
not right. I left a prayer for you, in front of 

your house and it needs to be read out loud
It just might save your life you might make

it out. In a time frame, hence it might find.
The tasteful fear it smells as it pours out of,

your mind. It spreads its wings and takes 
flight, takes what it wants then, it leaves 

flesh without thought as it disappears in 
the night. One by one hundred laid out in

a cell as, it came bursting straight out of
hell but, not a soul did I hear dare yell, 
     
you feel it in your bones that something
not right, you wake to find you woke in its

darkest night. No formal invitation needed
just, bring your fright. Most of all bring with
 
you if, you still have them, your eye's

Robert Hernandez/David Bear

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