It's a matter of perspectives

In the dark the dead lay dead on the ground.
In the light the living lay dead in their beds.
In the sea lives are dead in their freedom.
In the air lives are dead in their world.

The man in desperation cries for help.
The man in agony cries for help.
The man in anger cries for help.
The man in himself cries for help.

Let be the man who cries out for he is dead.
Let be the man who cries out for he is trapped.
Let be the man who cries out for hopelessness lies.
Let be the man who be himself live for he must be void.