The Beauty Of Silence
Rafflesia Lyrics


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We build a lot of memorials
But seem to have forgotten why
While we use stone (and metal) to commemorate
Other use it to make people die

Within your war of terror
You have forgotten the truth of being free
The stench of death
The colour of blood

I refuse to believe you have to die to be free
I refuse to take the path of violence to justify

Within your quest for power
You have forgotten
The stench of death
The cries for silence
The price of lives

Use your eyes
Clear your mind
Don't let greed blind your sight

So many lives destroyed
What's left to commemorate




Is just
Bitterness

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Rafflesia's song The Beauty of Silence speak of the misguided use of materials to commemorate and celebrate death. The first verse talks about the abundance of memorials built in remembrance of the dead. However, the songwriter notes that society seems to have forgotten the reason behind these structures. While stone and metal are used to honor the deceased, they are also used as weapons to take lives. The songwriter reflects on the paradox of the situation and urges the listener to consider the reason behind these actions.


The second verse specifically addresses the theme of war and terror. The songwriter highlights that often in the fight for freedom and power, people forget the true cost of it. War leads to death, bloodshed, and the loss of innocent lives. The songwriter rejects the notion that violence is the only way to achieve freedom and justifies it. Instead, they suggest that violence should not be the answer and people should work towards peace for the greater good.


The song ends with a plea to the listener to open their eyes and clear their minds. The songwriter urges people to not let greed blind them, and instead, consider those whose lives are destroyed as a result of war and terrorism. What remains after all the destruction and devastation is bitterness, a sentiment that is palpable throughout the song. The Beauty of Silence is a poignant reminder of the human cost of war, violence, and the misguided use of resources.


Line by Line Meaning

We build a lot of memorials
We create a lot of monuments and statues to remember important things or people


But seem to have forgotten why
But we have lost the understanding of the significance behind them


While we use stone (and metal) to commemorate
While we use natural and artificial materials like rock and metal to celebrate something or someone


Other use it to make people die
Others use such materials to construct weapons to kill people


Within your war of terror
In the midst of your violent and shocking battle


You have forgotten the truth of being free
You have lost the integrity of being liberated


The stench of death
The foul odour of death


The colour of blood
The vivid and bright red hue of blood.


I refuse to believe you have to die to be free
I absolutely deny that one needs to die before they can experience freedom.


I refuse to take the path of violence to justify
I refuse to choose violent behaviour to validate myself.


Within your quest for power
In your search for supremacy


You have forgotten
You have lost sight of


The stench of death
The overpowering smell of death


The cries for silence
The desperate pleas for peace and quietness


The price of lives
The cost of human existence


Use your eyes
Observe around you


Clear your mind
Free your mind of prejudice


Don't let greed blind your sight
Don't allow excessive greed to obstruct your visual perception.


So many lives destroyed
So many human beings killed and emotionally broken


What's left to commemorate
What is there to remember or honour


Is just bitter
Is just filled with distastefulness




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