Luyện nghe bài hát The Baying Of The Hounds

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

In and constant protectors
Calling you to sit by his
Your self-loathing image in his
A upon which you linger

His are flies
Swarming towards the true
on buried dreams
Spreading decay upon your

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

His mouth is a
Sucking you it's pandemonium
you with a helping hand of ashes
Reached out in dismay

His body is a
The cities lay dead despair
turned enemies unable to come clean
In a rising fog of death

Everything you is a lie
Everyone you loved is a
So you comfort in him
And you are receptive to wishes

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

Drown in the deep
Past
Beneath the
Drown desire now you

Drown in the mire
Past
the mire
Drown desire now you

Lined up verses on skin
The tainted of a stranger
Resting upon

And I bereavement
Everything beloved is anyway
I would devote to anyone
I accept any flaws

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

And so, cold now inhumane
Every waking hour a reverie to unfold
And now are calling me
by the minute
The baying of the
Calling me back to my