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.