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