An Army on Paper by Berriloom and the Doom Lyrics

Inescapable
I lay my spirit at your feet
I’m a building block
Of your empire

The river ate the light
The soil’s gaping
Lines are circles now

I drop my gray hair
Into the mire
There will I build up my own
My own kinship

I built my own walls to hide
A well made stonework
A piece of pure masonry

Please omit the word exile
I am home now
The power in me crushed out
An army on paper
You feed me with dead grass
I am not your servant