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