Vrondi's Eyes Words by Debra F. Sanders, music by Cecilia EngA 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 therein 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 executioners across the trackless waste. But Valdemar was aware that witch quite suddenly grew wise, She cursed the day she ever 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.