The Baying of the Hounds

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 forests
 In wait and constant protectors
 Calling you to sit by his side
 Your self loathing image in his flesh
 A revelation upon which you linger
 His words are flies
 Swarming towards the true insects
 Feasting on buried dreams
 And spreading decay upon your skin
 His eyes spew forth a darkness
 That cut through and paralyze
 Casts light upon your secrets
 Forced to confront your enemies
 His mouth is a vortex
 Sucking you into it's pandemonium
 Fools you with a helping hand of ashes
 Reached out in false dismay
 His body is a country
 The cities lay dead and beyond despair
 Friends turned enemies unable to come clean
 In a rising fog of reeking death
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 Everything you believed is a lie
 Everyone you loved is a death burden
 So you take comfort in him
 And you are receptive to stark wishes
 No longer struggling to declare your stand
 You would inflict no harm to others
 They are unaware of you
 And in a loop of futile events
 You are everything, they are nothing
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 Drown in the deep mire
 With past desires
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 Beneath the mire
 Drown desire now with you
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 Drown in the deep mire
 With past desires
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 Beneath the mire
 Drown desire now with you
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 Lined up verses on dead skin
 "The tainted lips of the stranger
 Resting upon hers"
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 And I embrace bereavement
 Everything beloved is shattered anyway
 I would devote myself to anyone
 I would accept any flaws
 I 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 death
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 And 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