Erik was punished
For doing no wrong
Face like a demon
Singing an angel's song
Branded a genius
With body frail
He left the horror
For a better tale
Among the faceless
He is masked
Playing a part
Though not asked
He walks the theatre
Unseen in the halls
A mortal man
Ghosting through walls
He composes music
Not to be heard
Writes operas
No one sees a word
Then a child's prayer
Pierces his hell
His caged heart
Opens like a veil
She sees an Angel
He is a disgrace
He will teach her
Without showing his face
She trusts him
Cloaked in his lies
Nothing can turn her
Though others try
Her Angel of Music
Is the Opera Ghost
The one who's feared
Loves her the most
He brings others down
Raising her higher still
She is the salvation
For which he'll kill