Another entry to Kevin’s NTT this week

Remembering long lost haunts inside this quiet backroom
The pain I unleashed on this world, the souls I have doomed
Reflections of things that could only bring back more pain
Has my mind thinking it is time to start this all over again
Those hellhounds never stop running, behind me at every turn
It's time to make them my servants or return them home to burn

I used to control these hellhounds and I called them each by name
Now I sit here and remanence wondering where it all changed
They haunt their master, chasing the thoughts of my confused mind
Constant howling reminds me of when I wasn't thought of as kind
Baying and barking that would scare most people up and wide awake
Gets me excited and wanting to move in the direction it would take

When turning over the coin of reasoning you see the equation of truth
The train is leaving the station and I need to make sure I'm on it.

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