CHRISTINE
I remember there was mist
Swirling mist upon a vast, glossy 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?

(She takes of his mask)

PHANTOM
Damn you!
You little plying 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 lonesome gargoyle
Who burns in hell, but secretly
Yearns for heaven, secretly...but Christine...

Fear can turn to 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 theater
Will be missing you.