The Forever Born

We stood our ground as the land began to twist
 And turn into sand
 We stood our ground as the entity took root
 In every aspect of reality
 We stood our ground when the powers that be ignored
 Our suffering indefinitely
 We stood our ground as every ounce of our flesh
 Became the resource to our rest
 Unmaker
 With crooked back and crooked horns
 Reshaper
 The dirt abides the forever born
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 A ritual in the mechanics of human tissue
 Will permanently quell
 The fascination for freedom awakened
 From the blood where the suppressed fell
 There is no place for a hunter
 Between a tyrant and an apex predator
 There is no place for humanity
 When dethroning the creator
 Unmaker
 With crooked back and crooked horns
 Reshaper
 The dirt abides the forever born
 Unmaker
 With crooked back and crooked horns
 Reshaper
 The dirt abides the forever born
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 The crust of misshapen reality negates the defense of our society
 Beneath the surface, the hunger resides
 Nothing but trophies to our resistance keeps us alive
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 Unmaker
 With crooked back and crooked horns
 Reshaper
 The dirt abides the forever born
 Unmaker
 With crooked back and crooked horns
 Reshaper
 The dirt abides the forever born
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 Reshaper