I remember there was mist ...
Swirling mist upon a vast, gla**y lake ...
There were candles all around
And on the lake there was a boat
And in the boat there was a man ...
Who was that shape in the shadows?
Whose is the face in the mask?
Damn you!
You little prying
Pandora!
You little demon - is this what you wanted to see?
Curse you!
You little lying Delilah!
You little viper - now you cannot ever be free!
Damn you ...
Curse you ...
Stranger than you dreamt it -
Can you even dare to look or bear to
Think of me:
This loathsome gargoyle, who
Burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven
Secretly ...
Secretly ...
But, Christine ...
Fear can
Turn to love - you'll learn to see
To find the man behind the monster: this ...
Repulsive carca**, who seems a beast, but secretly dreams of beauty
Secretly ...
Secretly ...
Oh, Christine ...
Come we must return -
Those two fools who run my theatre will be missing you