Distant Air

Whispers of Guilt: Unveiling Hidden Truths in "Distant Air
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Lyrics

Follow, all the words I've swallowed

Inviting to follow the unspoken words and experiences

In to the backrooms, with locks and shackles

Entering secluded places filled with restrictions and limitations

Leave it to forget

Leaving behind memories to be forgotten

Buried in the back

Concealed or suppressed in the distant past

Never paid the rent

Avoiding responsibilities or facing consequences


Settled, with dusty armour

Being settled with emotional defenses

No sign of life here

Lifeless and devoid of vitality

A sea unchartered

Unexplored territory resembling an unknown sea

Left unaware

Remaining ignorant or uninformed

Like distant air

Similar to the intangible nature of distant air

It whispers again

Repeating whispers that evoke memories or emotions


But the falling dark

The approaching darkness can't conceal certain truths

Can't hide the scent

The lingering and noticeable presence or impact

Or the screaming voice in the distant air

A distant voice expressing pain or distress

And the firing squad

A group ready to execute judgment or punishment

Is aimed to kill

Purposeful and determined to eliminate

When the distant air whispers my guilt

Guilt being revealed through the whispers of distant air


Somewhere, the gun has fired

Indication of a critical event occurring somewhere

And I'm running faster

Escaping swiftly in response to a fired gun

Though my will is tired

Persisting despite exhaustion or reluctance

They'll throw out the net

Setting traps with no room for redemption

No second chance

No opportunity for a second chance

No going back

No possibility of reversing actions


Static, spreading like infection here

Disruptive interference spreading like a disease

The hunters, tracking down the scent of fear

Pursuers tracking down the source of fear

Is this

Questioning whether this is the conclusion

Is this the end

Uncertainty about the end approaching

It's slipping from my grasp

Slipping away, losing control


But the falling dark

The impending darkness can't obscure certain realities

Can't hide the scent

The lasting and recognizable impact or influence

Or the screaming voice in the distant air

A far-off voice expressing suffering or outcry

And the firing squad

A group prepared to execute judgment or punishment

Is aimed to kill

Determined and focused on elimination

When the distant air whispers my guilt

Guilt exposed through the whispers of distant air


But the falling dark

The approaching darkness can't conceal certain truths

Can't hide the scent

The lingering and noticeable presence or impact

Or the screaming voice in the distant air

A distant voice expressing pain or distress

And the firing squad

A group ready to execute judgment or punishment

Is aimed to kill

Purposeful and determined to eliminate

When the distant air whispers my guilt

Guilt being revealed through the whispers of distant air

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