Dark night
Hair slicked back
As black as night
Twisted smile that
Glitters black light
His genius lurking
Somewhere beneath
Hiding in the darkness
Driven from reason
His mind as twisted
As his ghastly face
He dreams of a world
As he clutches to his music
His heart breaking
With every step
Every look in the mirror
Supplying unending pain
And every killing
Leaving him more fragile
More alone than ever before
He chose his life of darkness
He chose the path that lead
To such destruction
He could've been the greatest
But has ended as the worst
Filled with self-loathing
He guides himself amongst
The labyrinth of caves
Never turning back
Never glancing behind
At what could've been
Betrayal
(Written from Erik's Point of View)
Suffocating in ecstasy
She writhers at his touch
Eyes widening at each
And every seductive step
Unable to think
Unable to breathe
Bound only to hr
Desire for the man
In the mask
He clutches to her
His mind faraway
In a remote world
Where appearances
Do not matter
And mothers
Do not lie
A world where
He could hold her
And not feel the pang of longing
Beating at his side
They shake as they
Cling to one another,
The audience on
The edge of their seat
With a flash of curled hair
And twirl of red
She stands facing him,
Her mind filled with fear
Her soul filled with dread
As he pleas to her heart
With every fibre in his spirit
And every song in his heart
Betrayal
His mask is ripped from him
Betrayal
His disguise is gone
Betrayal
Nowhere to hide
Betrayal
Nowhere to run
Betrayal
His heart torn in two
Betrayal
With Christine's knife of betrayal
Betrayal,
Eternity
(Written from Erik's Point of View)
If life was just a dream
And thoughts were never real
In a time where race doesn't matter
And war doesn't exist
I would always think of you
With every breath I take
And continue our dreaming
Of a faraway place where
The stars are dead and gone
And life is merely unplanned
I would still love you
No matter whatever end
And as the wind whispers
Your name through the trees
And the lake ripples with
Your hopeful song
Soft and shimmering
Amongst the wavering grass
I long for you
Like a baby craving its mother's milk
And if I were to die this very moment
Without seeing your face
Hearing your voice
Or feeling the touch of
Your hand upon my own
I would never rest
Searching for my place
Seeking your face
Dying for your touch
Yearning for your song
Dreaming of life
Dying for love
Never stopping
Only you could do that
Learning to Live
(Written from Christine's Point of View)
Tears pouring down
My face
As I watch the
Years pass by
My husband forever
Loving me
My children as
Beautiful as the
Sun itself
But I am not happy
The sorrow only ending
When I dream of him
His music filling my heart
His love filling my soul
Yet I am bound to the
Naïve choice I made
Loving Raoul but
Adoring him
Days turn into weeks
Weeks into months
Months into years
My youth spent
Leaving me cold
Lonely
I was his angel of music
His wandering child
His lying Delilah
His prying Pandora
His dear Christine
And as I tie the knot
Hang the rope
And kick the chair away
I become his
Forever
My body hanging
From the basement pipes
Raoul crying over
My corpse
My children
Screaming
And him always watching
Unable to sing his
Songs in my head
Learning to live
While I learn to die
Surrounded by Roses
(Written from Raoul's Point of View)
My tears have dried away
My youth dead and gone
My wife lies cold in her grave
My friends lying beside her
No one realises my pain
As I walk through this
Valley of death
They only pity one man
The man in the
Mask
No one realises my grief
As I go through this alone
My childhood love dead
Filling me with pain
Steeping me in sorrow
As I am surrounded
By roses…
'He has been through so much'
'She should've chosen him'
I hear these whispers
Among those old enough
To remember
The music
'She should've chosen him
He deserves it more
Why must the rich boy
Get everything?
He could live without her
But he could not…'
My heart breaks upon
These sharp whispers of ice
I loved her and would
Always love her
But all they see
Is a rich man, who
Had everything handed to him
On a platter of gold
No one realises it was her decision
No one knows I tried
To kill myself when she dreamed
Of him
Surrounded by roses
Lost at sea
No one could guide me
But her…
No one is left
But him…
In the shadows.
The Devils Child
Small Boy,
Child of five
Smart, sweet,
Caring and kind,
The Devil's Child
Young boy,
Scarred at birth
Hated by mother
Scorned for life
The Devil's Child
Gypsy Magic,
Treasures from the east,
Breathing fire,
Fortune telling,
Dancing freaks,
Bearded ladies,
The Devil's Child,
Cruel whips,
Dripping with blood,
A boy's blood,
A child's blood,
The Devil's Child
Beautiful boy,
Scarred for life,
Only knowing hatred,
Never knowing love,
Never seeing,
What might've been,
The Devil's Child,
A child,
Good loving caring and kind,
A child,
With the face of Satan,
The Devil's Child,
Remember,
The Devil's Child