The Lie That Became Truth

Darkness whispers through the midnight streets
Someone's voice is calling out my name
When I turn around, standing there
Is the “you” I knew until yesterday

That gentle smile, that familiar voice
Even the memories are perfect
But there is nothing in the mirror
Something lurks behind those eyes

Peel away one face, another takes its place
Throw away one name, another life begins
Who is the real one? Who is the fake?
No one remains who knows the answer

Loki, Loki, laughing still
With a thousand faces, deceiving the world
He reaches out with the face of a friend
Then the moment you turn your back—he betrays you

Loki, Loki, where are you?
Are you standing beside me, or are you me?
Is this life truly yours to live?
By the time you realize it, it's already too late

He steals the life of another man
Imitates the tears of another woman
Even the names of families, the memories of love
He wears them all as though they were his own

By morning, he becomes a hero
By night, he turns into a shadow
Yesterday's enemy becomes today's friend
Today's friend becomes tomorrow's sacrifice

“Just trust me.”
The voice that whispers those words
Sounds exactly like
The one I trusted most

Even good and evil are merely masks to him
Even loyalty is just another game
He takes someone's hope into his hands
And with a smile, sends it falling into darkness

Loki, Loki, God of Betrayal
There is no end to his malice
Promises, friendship, even love
He approaches only to tear them apart

Loki, Loki, a thousand lives
Becoming someone, erasing someone else
Every time he laughs and says,
“I am myself,”
His true face drifts farther away

Faces line up inside the mirror
His father's face, his friend's face
The smiling face of the one he loved

One by one, they whisper—

“I am the real one.”
“No, I am the real one.”
“Who are you?”

...There is no answer.

Because—
Even Loki himself
Doesn't know.

Someone is living your life
Laughing with your voice
Speaking of your memories

And yet—
You still haven't noticed

Loki, Loki, an endless nightmare
Changing his face, crossing through the ages
He can become a king, or become a beggar
He can become a god, or become a monster

Loki, Loki, there is no escape
Even if you lock the door, he waits beyond it
When you look upon the face of the one you love
Can you truly say,
“That is really them”?

In the corner of the room where you sleep
Someone is quietly laughing

Don't turn around.
Don't call the name.
Don't trust that face.

Because...

Loki has always—
Always been wearing
The face of “someone else.”

Female Vocals, Male Vocals, Mysterious, Playful, Dark, Aggressive