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