Virus (Only Crime)

No light to shine on this one I'm through if I've begun Finished with this life Your words are just a virus to me I'm a past your token sympathy There's freedom in the coming storm I need your fear to keep me Torn from the edge of security I fall Where smoke stains line the spaces on my walls Bleak frames of rusted lives Waiting there for nothing except the darkness And dread Like I'm clawing my way Through the colorless despair The shades I paint my own mind The pain inside my own mind Slipping further deep inside I head the world beyond myself Scream inside this hollow shell Somehow it's so familiar Will anything temper the darkness?