From Nothing

These walls scream in deafening disarray With mantras ingrained in matter grey A future forged in silence As you decay A stumble in the right direction Just speaking through me Don't say why Don't let your shadow fall here The gold you wear is coal to me From nothing comes the air you breathe Masquerade Running away Only way to ease the pain Walk on the edge of a razor Praying for sleep again Out of lies, out of pages to burn Out of mind you are free from concern Bastions bathed in fire Your pain is my desire Alone in my perception Trapped in the mire of isolation Don't let your shadow fall here The gold you wear is coal to me From nothing comes the air you breathe