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The Dead Pool
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The Legend of Devil's Canyon 
Buried into the black earth
The pit emits a swirling fog
Waiting in deep darkness
For whom to trip and fall...
Some have deemed to play therein
Discovering the bones
Some others still have never left
A grave was made their home...
The beasts descend down from the hills
Partaking of this feast
A nip, a tug, a snarl, a piece
Claws and talons, jaws and beaks...
Candle wax, blood and ash
Feathers and burnt offerings
By the waning moon was cast
Whispers in the night...
The Pit calls out from the trails
With a howling moan
The Pit is deep and dark and cold
It will never let you go...
