The Mad Masquerade

The mad masquerade is a vile and venomous and villianous thing Masks in front hide bad beasts within...while wearing their smiles and their innocent grins Thoughts and ideas turn into iniquity and sin Held together with needles and pins...their false facades start to rip and tear Best beware as truth starts to win The mad masquerade is nearing its end Satan himself masquerades as an angel of light...confusing and confounding... Making wrong seem right Sweating as time slips away like snakes in swamplands It slips through his fingers like grains of invisible sand Deceiving and devouring every single soul he can The mad masquerade is his last and final stand Disguises,devices and insanity inventions...in the name of medicine,man,and science they make deep and dark indentions With evil intentions the masquerade keeps marching on They're leading to perdition as the band plays on and on and on... But soon the lightning flashes from the east into the west and their masks all burst into flames God watches and He waits...truth kills the lie like torches in the night Tick tock the clock stops on a dime The mad masquerade is running out of time