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Opeth
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The Baying of 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 paralyse Casts light upon your secrets Forced to confront your enemies
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