I hear the baying of the hounds
In the distance, I hear them devouring
Pest-ridden jackals of the earth
Diabolical beasts and roaming the forestsIn wait and constant protectors
Calling you to sit by his side
Your self-loathing image in his flesh
A revelation upon which you lingerHis words are flies
Swarming towards the true insects
Feasting on buried dreams
Spreading decay upon your skinHis eyes spew forth a darkness
That cut through and paralyze
Casts light upon your secrets
Forced to confront your enemiesHis mouth is a vortex
Sucking you into it's pandemonium
Fools you with a helping hand of ashes
Reached out in false dismayHis body is a country
The cities lay dead beyond despair
Friends turned enemies unable to come clean
In a rising fog of reeking deathEverything you believed is a lie
Everyone you loved is a death-burden
So you take comfort in him
And you are receptive to stark wishesNo longer struggling to declare your stand
You would inflict no harm to others
They are unaware and in a loop of futile events
You are everything, they are nothingDrown in the deep mire
Past desires
Beneath the mire
Drown desire now with youDrown in the deep mire
Past desires
Beneath the mire
Drown desire now with youLined up verses on dead skin
The tainted lips of a stranger
Resting upon hersAnd I embrace bereavement
Everything beloved is shattered anyway
I would devote myself to anyone
I would accept any flawsI am too weak to resist
Tension vibrating with horror
Finding the outcast in my eyes
Pushing nerves on a puppet
Endless poison in my veins
Clean intent now tainted with deathAnd so, cold touch now inhumane
Every waking hour awaiting a reverie to unfold
And now they are calling me
Louder by the minute
The baying of the hounds
Calling me back to my home