Ghost In The Glass

A ghost in the glass with a different name,
to the lifeless paths just to feel the same,
just to feel the shame.

Until it's all gone I speak of nothing,
all fades away.
And when it's all gone I still say nothing,
as words decay...

I'll go far below,
into the diamond black.
Go far below,
and never look back.

Shadows are cast on abandoned walls,
in a life-like act as we take the floor,
as we hit the floor.