This came to me last night while I was listening to THE most amazing version of Music Of The Night. It's from Erik's POV, after Christine left with Raoul, abandoning him to his fate.
What Price For Love?
Yes, I admit I deceived you,
But was I really in the wrong?
When I accomplished all I set out to;
Inspiring and encouraging your song.
I assumed the guise of an angel
But was that really so bad?
When my sole source of motivation
Was to save a girl I found melancholy and sad?
If you'd looked at your face in the mirror
And observed the same complexion as me
You'd know why I felt so inspired
To become all you wanted of me
To endure your sadness any longer,
Was more than even I could stand
And so I devoted my time
And plotted and schemed and planned
But when I started to gain your confidence
And you gave yourself over to me
The lies became easier to believe
And to maintain them was all I could see
I should have told the truth sooner
Looking back, this I do realise
But then you'd have seen a true monster
To fear and to loathe and despise
Whatever you see on the surface
Will never be reflected inside
But this face is my curse and my prison
And the reason that I am denied
But, for my deceit I will pay forever
And I know it's a high price to pay
For you have forsaken me for another
When I gave you the free chance to stay
And my world was cast into darkness
With no muse, no music, no song
No heavenly voice to uplift me,
So, yes, my deceit was definitely wrong