Lost Among The Trees
Amidst Chaos and Decay: North Abyss's Poetic Reflection on Struggle and FreedomLyrics
Reset the people of a nation
Expressing the need to reset or redefine the collective identity of a nation.
This fight don't hurt me anymore
The speaker has become emotionally detached from a prolonged fight, implying desensitization.
Black demons hug me like a mother
Metaphorical embrace by negative forces, possibly representing inner struggles or challenges.
No longer hear the bombs of war
No longer affected by the sounds or impact of war, suggesting a sense of numbness.
These lights don't blind me
Indicates immunity to the distracting allure of external influences.
We can no longer feel
A state of emotional detachment, where feelings are numbed or suppressed.
This blaze can't burn me
Unaffected by intense situations, possibly referring to personal resilience.
We feel in our skin
A physical manifestation of feeling, suggesting an awareness of one's surroundings.
This feels upon me
An acknowledgment of an emotional burden or presence of something significant.
The struggle is too real
Highlighting the severity and difficulty of the ongoing struggle.
My demons run free
Inner conflicts or personal challenges that are unrestrained and influential.
On a rotten field
Imagery of a deteriorated battleground, symbolizing decay and destruction.
It's okay to decay
Acceptance of decay or decline, possibly reflecting a resignation to adverse circumstances.
My lungs already filled
Suggests a compromised respiratory system, possibly due to the effects of the decay mentioned earlier.
Something we don't know
An element of uncertainty or mystery, emphasizing the unknown aspects of the situation.
Lost among the trees
Feeling disoriented or misplaced, possibly amidst chaos or conflict.
Tyrants of no nation
Reference to oppressive figures or systems with no allegiance to a specific nation.
Deprivers of the truth
Entities that deprive others of the truth, hinting at manipulation or suppression of information.
Turning truth of man
Manipulating the truth about humanity, possibly for nefarious purposes.
Killing our youth
The destructive impact of oppressive forces on the younger generation.
Running through the masses
Moving through crowds, possibly symbolizing navigating through societal challenges.
Raising our flag
Raising a flag as a symbol of resistance or identity in the face of adversity.
Freedom is a right
Asserting the importance of freedom as an inherent right.
Fight to make last
Commitment to fighting for the longevity of freedom despite challenges.
This feels upon me
Reiteration of the burden or significant presence felt by the speaker.
The struggle is too real
Emphasizing the intensity and reality of the ongoing struggle.
My demons run free
Inner conflicts or challenges that persist without restraint.
On a rotten field
Reference to a decayed battleground, symbolizing ongoing destruction.
These lights don't blind me
Indication of immunity to external distractions or influences.
We feel in our skin
Awareness and feeling within one's own skin, possibly signifying self-awareness.
It's okay to decay
Acceptance of decay, reiterating the theme of resignation.
My lungs already filled
Physiological impact of decay on the respiratory system, possibly metaphorical.
Something we don't know
Emphasizes the existence of unknown elements or mysteries in the situation.
Lost among the trees
Continued sense of being lost or disoriented among chaotic circumstances.
And a tí will know my name is the Lord
Quotation introducing a sense of divine retribution or intervention.
When I lay my vengeance upon a tí
Suggesting a desire for retribution or justice, possibly influenced by a higher power.
It's okay to decay
Reiteration of the acceptance of decay, reinforcing a sense of resignation.
My lungs already filled
Recurrence of the compromised respiratory system, emphasizing its permanence.
Something we don't know
Reiteration of unknown elements or mysteries in the situation.
Lost among the trees
Continued sense of being lost or disoriented among chaotic circumstances.
Lost among the trees
Final repetition, emphasizing the perpetual state of being lost or disconnected.
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