Lyrics
The dark flower through the walls of sorrow.
The beauty of life, represented as a flower, is obscured by sorrow.
Where a man behind his bars,
A person imprisoned, isolated.
Has never tasted the touch of rain.
Metaphorical imagery depicting the lack of experiencing simple joys or freedom.
His innocent soul cries
An expression of deep emotional pain from this innocent individual.
For his ferocious face.
The longing for freedom or a different face (life).
All nature's beauty was locked outside
The beauty of nature is inaccessible from within the confinement.
Of his brazen cell where
Reference to a cell, indicating a prison-like environment.
The forest's clouds couldn't come.
A cell that keeps the beauty and freedom of nature at bay.
You can see what the night bird can see,
Invitation to perceive the world from a different perspective.
You can hear the wrath of the winds,
To hear the power or anger of natural elements.
But the dust of your cold cell
Imprisonment within oneself, hindering even the ability to dream.
Have closed up all, even your dreams.
Complete closure of imagination or hope due to the constraints.
You only travel your thoughts to the unknown
Escaping through thoughts to an unknown, perhaps death, to alleviate suffering.
And wish death to visit you.
Wishing for death as a release from the unbearable situation.
Oh! Death listen to my voice
A plea to death for relief or mercy.
I beg you...
A desperate plea for death to come.
Join me
An invitation for death to be embraced.
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