- Votes:
 - Composer:
 - Mikael Akerfeldt
 
- Genres:
 - Metal
 
- Tags:
 - death metal
 - melodic death metal
 - progressive death metal
 - progressive metal
 
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Opeth - The Baying Of The Hounds lyrics
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
 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 beyond despair
 Friends turned enemies unable to come clean
 In a rising fog of reeking death
 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 standOpeth - The Baying Of The Hounds - http://motolyrics.com/opeth/the-baying-of-the-hounds-lyrics.html
 You would inflict no harm to others
 They are unaware and in a loop of futile events
 You are everything, they are nothing
 Drown in the deep mire
 Past desires
 Beneath the mire
 Drown desire now with you
 Drown in the deep mire
 Past desires
 Beneath the mire
 Drown desire now with you
 Lined up verses on dead skin
 The tainted lips of a stranger
 Resting upon hers
 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
 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












