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Beauty in Sorrow Lyrics
Can we make sense of it all
The lies our fathers told
To find the beauty in the sorrow
So young
Did it even matter
So young
Did it even matter
It felt so strange
Living in my grave
Count each breath, waiting to expire
Remember home
Dying here alone
Hollow words, anthems from the choir
Can we make sense of it all
The lies our fathers told
To find the beauty in the sorrow
The lies they told
Can we make sense of it all
The beauty in the sorrow
So young
Did it even matter
So young
Did it even matter
It felt so strange
Looking at your grave
An early end, I read letters to remember
So I moved on
Or so the story goes
Shots rang out, red flowers a reminder
Can we make sense of it all
The lies our fathers told
The beauty in the sorrow
The beauty in the sorrow
The beauty in the sorrow
So young
Did it even matter
So young
Did it even matter
Can we make sense of it all
The lies our fathers told
To find the beauty in the sorrow
The lies they told
Can we make sense of it all
The beauty in the sorrow
The lies our fathers told
To find the beauty in the sorrow
Did it even matter
So young
Did it even matter
Living in my grave
Count each breath, waiting to expire
Dying here alone
Hollow words, anthems from the choir
The lies our fathers told
To find the beauty in the sorrow
Can we make sense of it all
The beauty in the sorrow
Did it even matter
So young
Did it even matter
Looking at your grave
An early end, I read letters to remember
Or so the story goes
Shots rang out, red flowers a reminder
The lies our fathers told
The beauty in the sorrow
Did it even matter
So young
Did it even matter
The lies our fathers told
To find the beauty in the sorrow
Can we make sense of it all
The beauty in the sorrow
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I think this song has to do with when someone dies to young (Orlando's Pulse nightclub massacre last year comes to mind, especially with Trivium being from Orlando). Also whenever someone young chooses to end their own life, or dies in war and you can't make any sense of it, there's no beauty in the sorrow, there's only the devastation and sadness.