Lions bleed a change of seasonsBodies mark the age of treason
Lions bleed a change of seasons
Martyrs starve to find a reason
Purple, green, yellow and blue
reflections of you
Stabbing, bleeding, killing yourself
waiting to breathe
Lions bleed a change of seasons
Bodies mark the age of treason
Lions bleed a change of seasons
Martyrs starve to find a reason
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