This Masquerade doesn't tell you

My inside, frame of mind, or my truth

My Veil, it won't let you see

My failures, my iniquities, or my hurt

Do I need a Savior? Do I need this Son?

Fires in the Heavens

They say are soon to come

Deliverance from The Mighty One

Can I find a home?

Many rooms have been prepared

Never thought, of one my own

Darkness, all surrounding

It smothers my very breath, I feel it's sting

Am I just some puppet?

Among this crowd, I'm just a clown

Who is it that pulls my strings?

I need a Savior, I need the Son

Fires in the heavens, Rolling on and on

Deliverance from The Mighty

Bring me to your home

Many rooms have been prepared

Please Father may I have one?

Deliver Me, Deliver Me

From this masquerade, Oh God Deliver me

Deliver Me, Deliver Me

You told me who I am, and delivered me