We speak the language of untamed
Damned among these soldiers grown to fight
Fed anger, swallowing down these lies
But shackles are only steel
There's a lesson to be learned from this
Steel is much thinker than skin.
Underground and patient.
We are treated to the wisdom that they trample
Stained by a few dried flecks of blood
It ebbs it flows
Singularly unified.
Impossibly unconquered we will stay
For change cant lie in wait forever
At the end of the world or the last thing I see
A moon will rise
and the death of these cruel binds will haunt it's captors
But shall you fall before our war is fought
Leviathan's wrath upon the corrupt
We will wait.


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