Traitor's gate. Devil's hate.
Gave up my virtue, accepting my vice.
All in one roll of the dice.
Now this is all I've got.
All I know for sure
is that I've gotta find a cure.
Walking the path of my soul,
my conscience I try to console,
but it's no use.
It can't take this abuse.
I tried so hard to walk the path,
but it just wasn't meant to be.
You can do the math.
The world just wasn't ready for me.
Twice removed. Twice scorned.
I'm something no one will claim.
Feel like a beast too wild to tame.
It's like I am a disease -
infecting everything it sees.
Plague and carrion follow.
A sight to hard to swallow.
The only thing I know for sure,
is that I have to find the cure.
Walking the path of my soul,
my conscience I try to console,
but it's no use.
It can't take this abuse.
I tried so hard to walk the path,
but it just wasn't meant to be.
You can do the math.
The world just wasn't ready for me.
I've left so much behind,
but it's not like I mind.
I wanted to be a something,
but really, I'm a nothing.
I tried so hard to walk the path,
but it just wasn't meant to be.
The world just wasn't ready for me.
The only I know for sure,
is that I have to find the cure.
Gotta find the cure!
Cure me!
Restore my innocence!