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