Eyes Are In Their Hands

       There’s a story from long ago
From an Ancient village in the East
It’s said that there was an Evil reign
By a Master and his Beast

There was a Darkness that was
Rarely penetrated by the light
The people were in submission
Not daring to stand and fight

The Master was an Evil Wizard
One of Satans Demons from Hell
He demanded the people’s worship
And he was quick with a spell

His Beast was a Dragon and his
Army of soldier creatures didn’t sleep
They fed on your fear and they lived
Where the shadows would creep

Escape was impossible beyond the village
Border was nothing but barren lands
And the blind gate keepers still see
For their Eyes Are On Their Hands

Written By:Charles Kean
09/25/2025