Aviators - Outside (Bloodborne Song | Gothic Rock)

Find this song on the platform of your choice: A hunter's work is never done. Returning to the dark streets of Bloodborne, my new single “Outside“ captures the tragic plight of Gilbert, the man in the window. Isolated in his room due to his sickness, he slowly feels his body transforming and his mind becoming weak. In his last days, a lone hunter arrives at his window to give him hope that maybe at last the nightmare will end. This single comes from my upcoming album, “Dreams of the Deep“ arriving on February 19th. More fantasy and sci-fi songs are on the way! The original teased release date for the album was December 2020, but that proved to be unreachable. Ignore the Bandcamp teaser (whoops)! Artwork is by (@ABluSkittle ) Lyrics: It is my own home's affliction Behind bars within a cage I've been marked the plague's possession And I've been locked in for days There's a ruckus in the streets Those I begged to stay inside Soon the noise gives way to silence For a moonlit lullaby Oh my mind, Oh my mind, Thoughts are fleeting all the time I feel bones begin to splinter As my fever starts to climb Who's to blame, Who's to blame For the blood that wrought this shame Now my ears have started ringing To a symphony of pain My blood's contagion Brings transformation But all I want before the doom Is to see the streets outside this room Don't leave me waiting My lantern's fading And I won't be awake to see The monster that becomes of me Let me see the sky one last time Come home and take me outside The new beast is isolation When I'm haunting my own home I feel my walls closing inward And my soul leaves me alone Here I struggle in the darkness To remember my own name I've caught glimpses through the window That the world is not the same Flesh and bone Hunger's grown Cries become an endless drone I fear soon I'll be the hunted Like the multitudes below Someone's there Someone's there Night is coming and I'm scared Starving wolves outside are howling And I join them in their prayer Dark signs Flashing in my Cold mind Succumbing now with no time Left to cure the pain Pale and Clawing blindly Life still Clinging tightly But my own blood has been claimed