To Take Leave of Notes

Disclamation: I do not own anything belonging to someone else. I did own the word

Disclamation, but then I discovered it was, in fact, a word.

Masquerade,

Paper faces on parade,

Masquerade.

Hide your face

So the world will never find you.

The phantom of the opera swallowed hard as he stared at the black walls surrounding him. Even after Christine had left, he was too much of a coward to kill himself.

You alone

Can make my song

Take flight.

It's over now

The music of the

Night.

"Never again! This is your fault God! Fate! She left me! It's your fault! It's music's fault! It is gone! Forever!"

Oh music

Sweet and lovely song,

From you I run!

From you I hide!

Oh music

Sweet and lovely song

Seductress!

Murderess!

Oh music!