The Cemetery Of Eyes

Walk onto my land,

Let me show you the way;

We can follow this path,

It'll lead us astray.

But be careful behind you,

There's always one red eye;

Watching and following

Our every move.

The apparition

Behind the red eye,

Need not be seen

By our naked eyes;

For it is unknown

What being

It truly is;

It is only known,

To throw the bones,

Of the ghosts

The eyes watch over.

Through this old cemetery

Deep in these woods

You'll find what you were looking for,

When you walked through the gates;

You'll find what you long for;

You'll find your peace.

But beware;

When you stare

Into the red glare

I warned you about in the beginning;

For the eye that watches

The comings and goings

Of creatures and spectators galore,

Has one more trick up its sleeve,

And one more secret to reveal;

I am the mistress

Of this cemetery of eyes;

And they are whispering to me,

"It is time to feed.."