Answer:
Ripped from my mother's womb. Beaten and burned, I become a blood thirsty killer.
What stays on the ground but never gets dirty?
Fatherless and motherless. Born without sin, roared when it came into the world. And never spoke again.
It is able to speak because it has a hard gone. You know what it is as soon as it has sung. What is it?
What gets wetter as it dries?
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.