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Transitions
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What now remains is
unrecognisable.
Weep, for this is the end of it all.
Internally you have
changed, external transformation.
The new abomination is staring back at
These transitions tear us apart, we prepare for war.
I will wash my
hands of this.
We must all, cleanse ourselves.
Until you die.
We bury the
dead alive.
I've been listening to these voices, inside my head.
They've
been telling me to take no more.
Departures, disasters, destruction of
souls.
You specialise in these trades, now I must...
The lyrics of XisForEyes's song "Transitions" describe a process of metamorphosis and change that ends in a painful transformation. The first line, "The shell rots away, metamorphosis complete", suggests that a significant change has occurred, but it has left something unrecognizable behind. The singer encourages the listener to weep because this is the end of it all, implying that the transformation was not necessarily for the better. The second stanza refers to both internal and external changes, with the new form being an abomination staring back at the singer. The shifts and transformations being described are depicted as tearing people apart, leading to a sense of preparing for war. The final lines are about cleansing oneself, washing hands of something, and burying the dead alive. The lyrics convey a sense of loss and pain throughout the process of transformation.
Line by Line Meaning
The shell rots away, metamorphosis complete.
The old form has decayed and transformed into the new form.
What now remains is unrecognisable.
The new form is so different that it cannot be recognized.
Weep, for this is the end of it all.
The old form is gone forever, and this change is the end of an era.
Internally you have changed, external transformation.
The transformation is not just external but has caused an internal, mental change.
The new abomination is staring back at me.
The new form is so monstrous and different that it elicits a feeling of horror even in the artist.
These transitions tear us apart, we prepare for war.
These changes are so radical and divisive that it feels like a war, and we must brace ourselves for it.
I will wash my hands of this.
The singer wants to clean themselves of this change.
We must all, cleanse ourselves.
As a society, we must all wash ourselves off this transformation.
Until you die.
This transformation is a permanent part of you till the end of your life.
We bury the dead alive.
Our old selves die, and the new us have to live with it.
I've been listening to these voices, inside my head.
The singer has been grappling with the changes within them, which are causing mental turmoil.
They've been telling me to take no more.
The internal voices are urging the artist to stop adapting to the change.
Departures, disasters, destruction of souls.
The changes lead to losses in physical and emotional terms.
You specialise in these trades, now I must...
The forces responsible for these transformations are skilled in it, and the singer has to come to terms with it.
Contributed by Penelope Y. Suggest a correction in the comments below.