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.