Luyện nghe bài hát The Baying Of The Hounds

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

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

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

His eyes spew a darkness
That cut through and
Casts light upon secrets
Forced to your enemies

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

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

you believed 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 inflict no harm to others
They are unaware and in a of futile events
You are everything, are nothing

Drown in the deep
desires
Beneath the
desire now with you

Drown in the deep
desires
Beneath the
Drown now with you

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

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

I am too weak to
Tension vibrating horror
Finding the outcast in my
nerves on a puppet
Endless in my veins
Clean intent now with death

And so, touch now inhumane
Every waking hour awaiting a reverie to
And now they are me
by the minute
The baying of the
Calling me back to my