Black Butterfly
Embracing Transformation: The Tale of a Black Butterfly
Lyrics
You're a black butterfly
You possess the characteristics of a black butterfly.
With your wings frayed and torn,
Your wings are damaged and worn.
Laughter's your's so is scorn
You experience both laughter and scorn.
As they point to you in shame.
Others point at you in shame.
You're a black butterfly
Similar to before, emphasizing your identity as a black butterfly.
With your wings near fire,
Your wings are close to the fire.
But confess when your tire,
Admit when you're tired or exhausted.
Is the candle worth the flame?
Questioning the value of the struggles you face.
Your Queen of the Night
You are likened to the Queen of the Night.
But with morning's early light
However, in the light of morning, there is no heart to truly call your own.
There's not a hear to really call your own;
You lack a genuine connection or love.
So before it's too late,
An urging to change your behavior before it's too late.
Change your ways and repent,
Advocating for repentance and transformation.
Take my love that was meant
Encouragement to accept the love meant for you.
For black butterfly along.
This love is specifically intended for the black butterfly.
You're a black butterfly
A repetition of your identity as a black butterfly.
With your wings frayed and torn,
Your wings are still frayed and torn.
Laughter's your's so is scorn
Reiteration of experiencing both laughter and scorn.
As they point to you in shame.
Reinforcing the theme of being shamed by others.
You're a black butterfly
Repeating the idea of wings near fire, suggesting vulnerability.
With your wings near fire,
Emphasizing the importance of acknowledging weariness.
But confess when your tire,
Raising the question of whether the struggles are worthwhile.
Is the candle worth the flame?
Similar to line 8, questioning the value of the challenges faced.
Your Queen of the Night
Repeated mention of being the Queen of the Night.
But with morning's early light
A reminder that in the morning light, there's no genuine connection.
There's not a hear to really call your own;
Reiteration of the theme of lacking a true love or relationship.
So before it's too late,
Repetition of the urgency to change and repent.
Change your ways and repent,
Encouragement for a transformation of behavior.
Take my love that was meant
Invitation to accept the intended love.
For black butterfly along.
Reiterating that the love is meant for the black butterfly.
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