Your eyes
so empty...

As my blood
drips upon the floor...

I sway
than fall to the ground...

My hair frizzes
about my face...

There's an overpowering silence
In your eyes...

I hear your voice
and I reach...

White wings infold black,
and something fills my throat...

She wanders, broken.
Screams of the lost and the smashing of glass...

Break down,
Break down...

The laughter of the lost...
the saddest sound...

There is a ghost waiting for me in my room.
He's always calm, says there's space...