Vrondi's Eyes

A mage rode forth from Karse one day, a-fleeing for his life
He bore his staff beside his ancient sword and jeweled knife.
He made a camp with in a grove where much to his surprise,
A drift upon a sea of mist he saw a thousand eyes.

Eyes, wide unblinking eyes
As blue as the sky.
No mage can pass our borders
And escape the Vrondi's eyes.

A dark and wicked sorcerer who'd made a bloody pact
Came on a sleeping holding and the folk, there in attacked.
No sooner did he weave his spell and roused their anguished cries
Then all but once he felt the glare of disembodied eyes.

Eyes, wide unblinking eyes
As blue as the sky.
No mage can pass our borders
And escape the Vrondi's eyes.

A witch of doubtful breeding and a crude eclectic taste
Fled from the executioner's across the trackless waste.
But Valdemar was aware that witch quite suddenly grew wise,
She cursed the day she felt those unrelenting eyes.

Eyes, wide unblinking eyes
As blue as the sky.
No mage can pass our borders
And escape the Vrondi's eyes.

So if you deal in magic better watch your step my friend,
There's risk for you in Valdemar which you can't comprehend.
The Vrondi search for magery, they are the Heralds' spies
And nothing can elude their vigilant, un-resting eyes.

Eyes, wide unblinking eyes
As blue as the sky.
No mage can pass our borders
And escape the Vrondi's eyes.

Eyes, wide unblinking eyes
As blue as the sky.
No mage can pass our borders
And escape the Vrondi's eyes.