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