Lurking Within

What evil lurk in the heart of men
Feeding itself from the mouth that lie
the shiny eye closed casting shadows
Howling to the once shot arrow

What evil lurk in the shape of men
spreading, chanting and vile
On the broken bloody left arm
Held high by the sorcerer's charm

What evil lurk in the dawn of men
Rising from the loneliest child
Strong as his ocean mother's waves
SIlent and sad as his fathers' graves