Disclaimer: I do not own The Phantom of the Opera.
They call me a 'Mad Man'
They hear me cry
They hear me scream
But now hear my pleads
I'm not what you think
I am not held by the hands of demons, possessed
All the voices I'm hearing are as real as you
...But even of you I can not be sure
You're an angel perhaps
Come here to save me
Make the voices stop calling me on,
driving me to my madness
Tell them I'm not listening,
that I will no longer be their hands in this world
I will no longer do their evil deeds
Make me a free man
Do you hear them too?
Their calling, their screeching
Forever reaching to turn me into them
Tell the world to listen
Listen to the voices, listen to their never-ending demands
Then maybe they will understand
They have poisoned my soul
Never will they let me go
My mind no longer is mine
Nor my heart and soul
They have taken me over
Consumed me in their emptiness
I can not control myself
It is them, they've taken me
Save me before it's too late
For soon I'll find me far away
Save me before I'm forever trapped in their darkness
Did you say something, my angel
I can't hear
They are drawing me closer
Why can't you stop them?
Now maybe you too have joined the crowds screaming about the 'mad man'
Me, the Mad Man
Mad am I?!
Didn't you once think differently?
Didn't you think of me as a lover, a protector, a friend?!
The voices comfort me
I now know I was a fool to think of you as my savoir and angel
I am one of them now
One of the many lost and torn
I'll have my revenge
It's too late, "my angel"!
You tricked me, now you are one of the others,
One of my persecutors
You will pay
I will haunt you
The memories will play over and over again
What a fool I was
You couldn't save me
You didn't want to
You didn't care that I was burning in hell
It's to late to say good-bye
I have gone to them and they welcomed me unlike your cruel world
But you can be sure
that the voices will follow you wherever
and I will lead their cries
Soon you will turn into one of us
Very soon, my dear...