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