The Eye of the Beast

The Eye Of The Beast


A quiet night, no stars in the sky
A full moon shines ever bright
Looking like the beast’s lone eye
As it stares down from the night

A single macabre, threatening glare
Watching the world from a high
Daring is the man who matches its stare
To be as frightful, one can only try

Never blinking, never showing fear
The beast casts its gaze to the prey
The only salvation, for the one’s you hold dear
Is the sun, and the coming of day