Hound (x16) Hound from the sound (x8) Flesh of my beast, blood of my brain Blood of my beast, to wash away this earthly stain Anti-religion and unforgiven, fallen from heaven Banished to this planet, its the wickedest witch Of all existence I'll take everything that you love right from underneath you In just one single instance Dylan been k**in it, poppin it, fillin it, b**h And I been on that wicked sh** Been on that ungod, ungodly mentality Thats the literalness You enter the mind of a k**er, past the point of no return Now enter the abyss I'm hearing voices and they speak in rewind Had a message of blasphemy, the messenger was my nine I get sadistic when I carry out this vengeance of mine Render you paraplegic and hit you dead in the spine Hit your face with a hammer and give you a brand-new design Make your brain matter and your f**in' retina combine Dumped the remains off of a bridge, and asked a cop for the time All nonchalant, then I got back home And wrote this wicked-a** rhyme Now its time Hound (x16) Hound from the sound (x8) I'm hunting you, I'm right behind you, hunting you Me and my friends belong to an elite, exclusive hunting group Not "friends" The people inside of my head that tell me what to do And where to go, and how to keep my composure to find you Ahh yes, we meet again The beast needs to eat again I woke up in a puddle, cause I pissed my plastic sheets again Thinking about my deep obsession, masturbate while writing verses Hatred worsens as I get to thinking, it got my penis twitchin' God came down to heaven to find me, so he could give me a vision Total extermination of the planets major three religions All the plastic wrap, and blood and guts on the wall with feces dripping Made an incision, f**ed up, got distracted by my CD skippin' Skippin to New South Wales in a cinch if things up here get too suspicious Bout to get a different face so it can't be traced by facial recognition Running this sh** til' Im committed, sh**ted, hanging from the rafters Uncle Jim and Manuel said it was better to get it done with faster Hound Hound from the sound (Dylan Ross)