Hounds, running through the forest behind them
"turn", "which way?", "left", " no right"
The demonic forms are gaining on them now
Drool hanging from there razor sharp teeth, just in sight
"RUN" the word, reverbarates around the woods
Howling is the call to its fellow hunters hidden away
Footsteps echo on the stone flagged floor
Searching for a place to get far away
Red eyes glowing, pinpricks in the darkness
The slobbering beast, approaches them from behind
Stumble over the rocks, and the tree roots
Clawing at the hound, "GET OUT OF MY MIND"
*this is a bit strange I don't know if anyone but me will understand it*
