Transitions Songtext
von Zao

The snapping of strings
Strange rhythms in sounds
A reminder to us that all things must end

I feel the Sword of Damocles staring down at me
A flower blooms in the final act of self preservation
The mountain and the sky
They collide before the river′s eyes


Delusions drain us of safety
Our foundation is rotting
Creatures crawl out confused
The cycle continues
From the season of loss to the season of life

It is in the transitions

Grind and picture
Reform to return

Cycles and seasons

Reform to pass through
Drawing your first breath
The last leaf to fall touches the ground and turns day to night
Cycles and seasons relapse

It is in the transitions