The Unfairness Of Angels

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The Hounds Of Hell

When shadows fell
Casting light
Mystery forms
At the dead of night
Howling winds
And barking sounds
Alas no wind, but rabid hounds
Tortured souls
From the gates of hell
On your scent
They have your smell
Run you can
What luck that do
For the Hounds of Hell
Are after you!

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