Those dead eyes were all that was left of his face.

She raised his head and looked into those dead eyes.

She looked at me, her eyes cold, dead of hope.

He closed the dead eyes and rose to his feet.

Some seemed beyond everything, staring into space with dead eyes.

The little girl was staring at her with big, dead eyes.

It was something about her dead eyes staring at me.

The girl's dead eyes watched me over the woman's shoulder.

Friendly enough on the surface, but he has dead eyes.

He rolled the body over and looked into Perry's dead eyes.