an urgent sense of regret and
now I'm caught in the zone
my mind arrested by fear and
so I go it alone
a metamorphosis conceived
by the early light
distraction of self comes out
in the night
fabricated I'm constructed of
opinions and lies
which only leads to failing
in my own eyes
sinking to the depths while
I'm masking what's inside
a bittersweet existence and
I cause my own demise
and I wonder if you've ever seen
life through the eyes of
one who
understands 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
congratulations your invited
to the masquerade
I'd like to know what lies
behind the mask you've 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 clinging
to pain immersed
mentally scarred cosmetics
dripping down
life in forward motion exist
in reverse
instable at the seams trying
to conform
trapped in a maze while sin
is at its worst
and I wonder what your
gonna do
when your disguise comes
crashing down
and yourself 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
