Black gloves were talking to me, like I was just a child
Your love had left me like a feather in the snow
Soft down frozen now; how was I to know
But nothing's invincible You pulled the fortress down
Striking gold on silver My defences down
Silent and twisted like a candle in the wind
The flame is gone The shame burns on
How I wish I had known
That you were Master of No, Master of Nothing
Just a piece of a photograph
You are Master of No, Master of No One
You left me the worst side of your better half
I am walking a never ending mile
I hear you talking to me, but I am not your child
I have have awakened and I now see your face
Shifting ever twisting beneath your thorns of lace
If I fell for the dream of you would I embrace this fate
Swallow blind with hunger the poison on my plate
I shall keep walking and leave you to your fight
Your night is long, bitter your song And all too well I know
That you are Master of No Master of Nothing
You're just a piece of a photograph
You are Master of No Master of No Way
And you left me the worst of your better half
You are Master of No Master of Nothing
You're just a piece of a photograph
You are Master of No Master of No One
And you left me the worst of your better half