Luyện nghe bài hát The Baying Of The Hounds

I the baying of the hounds
In the distance, I them devouring
Pest-ridden of the earth
Diabolical and roaming the forests

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

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

His spew forth a darkness
That cut and paralyze
Casts light upon your
to confront your enemies

His is a vortex
Sucking you into it's
Fools you with a helping of ashes
Reached out in dismay

His body is a
The cities lay beyond despair
Friends turned unable to come clean
In a fog of reeking death

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

No longer struggling to declare stand
You would inflict no harm to
They are unaware and in a loop of events
You are everything, are nothing

in the deep mire
Past
Beneath the
Drown now with you

Drown in the mire
desires
Beneath the
desire now with you

Lined up verses on dead
The lips of a stranger
upon hers

And I embrace
Everything beloved is anyway
I would devote myself to
I accept any flaws

I am too to resist
vibrating with horror
Finding the in my eyes
nerves on a puppet
Endless poison in my
Clean intent now tainted death

And so, touch now inhumane
Every waking hour awaiting a reverie to
And now they are me
Louder by the
The of the hounds
Calling me to my home