For the Dead
Batzz in the Belfry Lyrics


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Enter through the gate
The iron's black and frames the door
Open to the beauty
Not remembered anymore
The strangers always gather
There's no one there to see
Calling to a ghost
Or a whisper through the trees

Against the rain, the flowers will bloom
Little children, playing in the tombs

Cold and grey, cloudy day
Flowers are red, for the dead

Out beyond the gardens
On the buses and the trains
Walking on the pavement
Walking in the rain
Live as though departed
Even dying unto breath
Living stones and living temples
Passing over death

Against the rain, the flowers will bloom
Little children, playing in the tombs

Cold and grey, cloudy day
Flowers are red, for the dead




No one here, year after year
Stone won't tell, heaven or hell

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "For the Dead" by Batzz in the Belfry explore themes of beauty, memory, and death. The opening lines invite the listener to enter through a gate, which is framed by black iron. This gate leads to a place of forgotten beauty, where strangers gather and call out to ghosts that may or may not be present. The lyrics suggest a sense of longing for something lost or absent, and the image of the gate and the garden beyond it evoke a feeling of nostalgia for a time or place that may not exist anymore.


The chorus of the song offers a contrasting image to the darkness and gloom of the opening verses. Against the rain, the flowers will bloom, suggesting that even in the midst of sorrow and sadness, there is still beauty and hope to be found. The image of little children playing in the tombs adds an element of innocence and joy to the scene.


The final verse of the song returns to the theme of death, but offers a message of hope for the living. By living as though departed, we can transcend the limitations of our physical bodies and become something greater - living stones and living temples that pass over death. The final lines of the song suggest that the mystery of what lies beyond this life is still unresolved, but that there is a sense of peace in not knowing.


Line by Line Meaning

Enter through the gate
Begin the journey into the unknown


The iron's black and frames the door
The entrance to the unknown is ominous and foreboding


Open to the beauty
Despite the ominous entrance, there is still beauty to be found in the unknown


Not remembered anymore
The beauty may be forgotten or unappreciated


The strangers always gather
In the unknown, it is common to find groups of strangers coming together


There's no one there to see
These strangers often come without purpose or witness


Calling to a ghost
These strangers may be chasing something that is not truly there


Or a whisper through the trees
Or perhaps they are listening to the voices of nature rather than their own


Against the rain, the flowers will bloom
Even in difficult times, there is still growth and beauty to be found


Little children, playing in the tombs
Life can still be found in spaces marked by death


Cold and grey, cloudy day
The world can feel dreary and lifeless


Flowers are red, for the dead
Yet life goes on, and beauty is found even in the face of grief and loss


Out beyond the gardens
The world is expansive and full of opportunity beyond our current experience


On the buses and the trains
There are many paths to explore beyond our usual routine


Walking on the pavement
Even in the mundane, there is still room for exploration and growth


Walking in the rain
Even in difficult times, there is still forward momentum and progress


Live as though departed
Embrace life as if it is short, and make every moment count


Even dying unto breath
Even the act of breathing can be seen as a kind of death, as each breath brings us closer to the end of our lives


Living stones and living temples
We are all alive and deserving of respect and dignity


Passing over death
Through our actions, we can transcend the limitations of mortality


No one here, year after year
Despite our fears and uncertainties, life goes on


Stone won't tell, heaven or hell
Ultimately, we do not know what comes after death, and it is up to us to make the most of our time on earth




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