Deathing Slowly But Badly

Deathing slow but badly
Barking slaves, I hail you
Compel the tide and drown it
Informidable pay for my time
The forest god and the pygmy god
I'll never listen to a thing they say
On their clouds
They sick-cough like hounds
Hounds that hack
When they get sent out
Where in the sky was the hounds
Was I one of them
Was I all of them