
Red-eyed Prosperity

Red eyes in the distance; their mistakes allowed us to prosper
Thriving visitations year-round ever since; all because of its deadly gaze
Failing mechanics that remain unexplained; red eyes in the distance brings early grave
On the outskirts of town, we know them all too well
An overnight visit, or... welcome to Hell
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