... yellow eyes in the trees...
...yellow eyes in the trees hauntingly taunting me
tearing the corpulent flesh from my bones
yellow eyes in the trees jauntingly flauntingly
glaring gold gazes
from shadows throw stones
yellow eyes in the trees they know my disease
they know there'll be weeping and gnashing of teeth
yellow eyes in the trees they do as they please
they tackle me grapple me drag me beneath...
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