The Walls of Asgard

In your house I see the white stairs and an empty window at
 the end.
Shards pierce my dreams as I try not to fall out. In your 
memories I see where you are coming from. It's in your 
side, this frame I realize. It's all inside, this pain I 
see inside. In your arms I see the feather caressing my 
happiness with empty hands. With the power to hold on and 
the power to let go, faltering fingers let me go. Hide me 
away in Asgard, where protection was forged in greed. Lay 
the last stones tomorrow when the seasons begin to fade. 
Now the gods are saved from the wrath of the giants. An 
insatiable lust for pain it was seen long ago in a carbon 
coated lie, which demanded perfection. Horrid selfish 
trickery ALL FOR GREED. Now the time has come it was not 
supposed to work. Innocent lust of an animal...