I remember there was a mist
Swiring mist up upon a vast glassy lake
There were candles all around
And on the lake there was a boat
And in the boat there was a man
Who is in the tree in the shadows?
Who 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 vipler
now you cannot ever be free
Damn you!
Curse you!
Strange than you dreamt it
Can you even dare to look or bear to think of me
this loathesome gargoyle who burns in hell
but secretly yearns for heaven secretly
secretly
but Christine
Fear can turn in love
You 'll learn to see to find the man behind the monster
This repulsive carcass 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