Luyện nghe bài hát The Baying Of The Hounds

I hear the of the hounds
In the distance, I them devouring
jackals of the earth
Diabolical beasts and roaming the

In wait and protectors
Calling you to sit by his
Your image in his flesh
A revelation upon which you

His words are
Swarming the true insects
Feasting on dreams
Spreading decay upon skin

His eyes spew forth a
That cut through and
light upon your secrets
Forced to confront enemies

His mouth is a
Sucking you into pandemonium
Fools you with a helping hand of
out in false dismay

His is a country
The cities lay dead despair
Friends turned enemies unable to clean
In a fog of reeking death

Everything you is a lie
Everyone you is a death-burden
So you comfort in him
And you are to stark wishes

No longer struggling to declare stand
You would inflict no to others
They are unaware and in a loop of futile
You are everything, they are

Drown in the deep
desires
Beneath the
Drown desire now you

Drown in the deep
Past
the mire
Drown now with you

Lined up on dead skin
The tainted of a stranger
upon hers

And I bereavement
beloved is shattered anyway
I devote myself to anyone
I would accept any

I am too to resist
Tension vibrating horror
Finding the outcast in my
Pushing on a puppet
poison in my veins
Clean now tainted with death

And so, cold touch now
waking hour awaiting a reverie to unfold
And now are calling me
by the minute
The of the hounds
Calling me to my home