Outside
Aviators Lyrics

It is my own home's affliction
The singer is trapped in their home due to a contagious illness.

Behind bars within a cage
They feel imprisoned by their own illness and isolation.

I've been marked the plague's possession
The singer feels like they are a victim of the disease they carry.

And I've been locked in for days
They have been isolated for days due to their illness.

There's a ruckus in the streets
There is chaos outside of the artist's home.

Those I begged to stay inside
The singer warned others to avoid the contagion, but some did not listen.

Soon the noise gives way to silence
After the chaos, there is a sudden calmness in the streets.

For a moonlit lullaby
The silence outside brings some peace to the artist's illness-induced delirium.

Oh my mind, oh my mind
The artist's thoughts are erratic and confusing.

Thoughts are fleeting all the time
Their thoughts are unstable and constantly changing.

I feel bones begin to splinter
The illness is starting to physically harm the singer.

As my fever starts to climb
Their fever is worsening.

Who's to blame, who's to blame
The singer is wondering who is responsible for their illness.

For the blood that wrought this shame
The contagious blood caused the singer's shame and isolation.

Now my ears have started ringing
The illness is starting to affect their sense of hearing.

To a symphony of pain
The ringing is extremely painful and adds to the artist's suffering.

My blood's contagion
The artist is carrying a contagious disease in their blood.

Brings transformation
The disease is transforming the singer's body and mind.

And all I want before the doom
Before their inevitable death from the illness, the singer just wants to see the outside world one last time.

Is to see the streets outside this room
The artist is desperate for a glimpse of the outside world.

Don't leave me waiting
The artist is begging for someone to help them.

My lantern's fading
The artist's life is slowly slipping away.

And I won't be awake to see
They fear they will not be conscious for their own death.

The monster that becomes of me
The artist is afraid of the physical transformation their body will undergo as they die.

Let me see the sky one last time
They just want to see the outside world one final time before they die.

Come home and take me outside
The singer is begging for someone to come and save them from their isolation.

The new beast is isolation
The singer now considers their isolation to be as dangerous as the illness itself.

When I'm haunting my own home
The artist feels like a ghost trapped in their own home.

I feel walls are closing inward
The isolation is making them feel trapped and claustrophobic.

And my soul leaves me alone
The isolation is causing the singer to feel deeply alone and disconnected.

Here I struggle in the darkness
They are struggling to survive in their dark and lonely state of isolation.

To remember my own name
Their illness is also affecting their memory and sense of self.

I've caught glimpses through the window
Despite their isolation, they have glimpsed some of the outside world out of a window.

That the world is not the same
They have noticed changes and chaos in the outside world due to the illness.

Flesh and bone, hunger's grown
The singer's body is suffering from hunger and wasting away due to the illness.

Cries become an endless drone
The constant cries and chaos outside are a reminder of the artist's suffering and isolation.

I fear soon I'll be the hunted
The singer is afraid they will soon become a victim of the chaos outside due to their weakened state.

Like the multitudes below
There are many others suffering and dying from the illness outside.

Someone's there, someone's there
The singer senses someone outside, possibly looking for them.

Night is coming and I'm scared
The approaching darkness reinforces the artist's fear and isolation.

Starving wolves outside are howling
The outside world is becoming even more dangerous and desperate.

And I join them in their prayer
The singer feels like they are also praying for salvation and safety from the chaos outside.

Dark signs flashing in my cold mind
The singer's mind is becoming more dark and confused as they approach death.

Succumbing now with
They are close to surrendering to their illness and accepting their fate.

No time left to cure the pain
It is too late to heal or reverse the damage caused by the illness.

Pale and clawing blindly
The artist's physical state is worsening and they feel desperate for help.

Life still clinging tightly
Despite their weakness, they are still holding onto life.

But my own blood has been claimed
The illness has taken over their body and cannot be stopped or reversed.

Let me see the sky one last time
They are still begging for a final glimpse of the outside world.

(Let me see the sky one last time)
They repeat this plea, emphasizing how important it is to them.

Come home and take me outside
They still hope for someone to come and save them from their isolation and death.