WHERE ANGELS FEAR TO DWELL

Beneath the earth, we venture,

not knowing what we may find.

Will the dungeon lead us to hell,

where angels fear to dwell?

And therein lies a maiden.

Her lips are ruby red.

Her eyelids flutter open,

Even though she’s quite dead.

THE DEAD GAME

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