Masquerade 
an urgent sence of regret and now 
I'm caught in the zone 
my mind arrested be fear and so I 
go it alone 
a metamorphosis concieved by the 
early light 
distration of self comes out in 
the night 
fabricated I'm constructed of opinions 
and lies 
which only leads to failing in my 
own eyes 
seeking to the depths while I'm 
masking what's inside 
a bitter sweet existence and I cause 
my own demise 

and I wonder if you've ever seen 
life through the eyes of one who 
understand what it means to be free 
freedom comes when you can let it go 
but I guess you wouldn't know 

it's such a shame the game you play 
congradulations you're invited to 
the masquerade 
I'd like to know what lies behind the 
mask you made 

my mind reflects the meaning to things 
that are jumbled 
resting on the first making time 
to rehearse 
intricate persona controlled animation 
visually impaired cling to pain 
immersed 
mentally scarred cosmetics dripping down 
life in forward motion exists in reverse 
unstable at the seams trying to conform 
trapped in a maze while sin is at 
it's worst 

and I wonder what you're gonna do 
when you're disguise comes crashing down 
and your self comes shining through 
are you gonna hide your face 
or let it rest in the hands of grace 

don't hide your face in the masquerade 
don't play the game it's a masquerade