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Lirieke: No Motiv. Death In Numbers.

Here lies the one who fought for cause
Made hero in the wake of all the loss
When age of old and tired eyes
Takes place of all the life that's held inside
One step away

Unscathed untainted love
Falls victim to the violence it becomes
And it left you out, betrayed you
Now it all ends

One moment's courage to bear
Stretched out laid out in the red

Where's the love
Has hopelessness taken its toll
{I bleed with you}
Here I am
One breath of life left in my soul
{I give it to you}

One destiny a way of means to end
One razor length away from blade to skin
It's calling out, It wants me
I need again
One last request for a reason to live


Where's the love
Has hopelessness taken its toll
{I bleed with you}
Here I am
One breath of life left in my soul
I give it to you
Death in numbers fallen for you
Once more again

Can't stop the bleeding
It won't stop it won't stop
What's left of anything
They're what's left so what's left
Can't waste a place to be
Six feet under it all
Call forth the pain parade
Wave it on just wave it on