Twelfth Gate - Loyal

Make believe we're more than real
The touch of flesh traveling through leaving trails of bile
Loyal i am to the demon sweet, tearing down in silence
Cruel to the eve, the tortured smile
I am the prop, the gleeful hollow
Another pill to swallow
Loyal i am
Tell me what to follow
Searching, ever searching to quell ongoing melee
Thoughts of treason never leaving
For the cure for the disease

Instinct conspiracy, telepathy it seemed to he
Experimental evolution, moderation of transgressions
Dormant kept at hay
Heal me, heal me

Loyal to treason, treason for freedom, freedom until death

Reverse the curse
Reverse the curse

Loyal i am
I am the prop, the gleeful hollow

Infiltration, cheating life
Automatic living death
Discipline is will, wiling weakness out
What's more than real beyond this dimension?
Loyal i am, loyal i am, loyal i am
To treason