The Forest

森林，理应是孕育生命的摇篮。
但——
有一森林，于彼岸的青木原，吸引无数绝望的人。他们为求解脱，故悬吊自己在茂盛的树枝上，堆砌成一座自杀森林。
另一森林，满是石屎高楼，琼楼玉宇，却成为困住无数人的铁笼。人们无力逃飞，只能奋力一跃，如流星划下。
而在这个人工的自杀森林中，
他，最终亦找回只属于他的平静。
I used to think the forest is the cradle of life,
But——
There is a forest in Aokigahara, Japan, attracting too many hopeless people with only emptiness in their eyes. They hang themselves up high in the branches of big old trees, to end it all. Hanging trees everywhere. Suicide forest ever.
Here is another forest full of sky-high concrete buildings that are prosperous and yet they trap residents like cages. No way to flee, but there is a way to fall.
In this artificial suicide forest, he eventually found his very own peace.

Wind is howling
Send the message over the sea
The forest traps the souls within
They are hanged under the trees in the maze
If you dare to see the saddest story and
Ah, it comes alive
Say you know me, put yours on me
I am locked inside
Living in the cage and never set me free
Come and see me buried in peace
Wind is howling
From the roof down to the ground
the forest in this town, sky high and cold stone
Say you know me, put yours on me
I am locked inside
Living in the cage and never set me free
Come and see me buried in peace
Before the last time, it may be the first peacetime
They come together, to join the river
Falling down
Flow with it
When it falls
All the things are relieved
All the lies are believed
And all the truth are deceived
In the forest
Looking down from it, see him greeting me,
I jump down
All my faith, breaking into piece
Back to the place
Finding the only peace