Sing to "Past the Point of No Return" from Andrew Loyd Webber's The Phantom of the Opera.
I know... I'm on drugs. oO
You have come here,
in pursuit of your deepest urge.
In pursuit of that wish which till now
has been silent...
Silent...
Below the grounds
of the Hogwarts school of magic,
down in the damp and cold, dark dungeons,
you can find them...
Find them...
I have brought you,
so that our passions may fuse and merge.
In your mind you've already succumbed to me,
dropped all defenses completely succumbed to me.
You've decided...
Decided...
Not many search,
Though they may not find it so tragic.
Because they are feared and hated so greatly,
they are shunned for their cunning and wits so greatly.
They are condemned...
They're condemned...
Past the point of no return.
No backward glances.
Our games of make-believe are at an end.
We are known as Slytherin:
The cunning, sly ones.
We will use any means to achieve our ends.
Past all thought of "if" or "when"
No use resisting
Abandon thought and let the dream descend
We are called the Slytherins:
Clever. Ingenious.
We'll do what's necessary to ascend...
What raging fire shall flood the soul?
What rich desire unlocks its door?
What sweet seduction lies for us?
What great powers will we reveal?
What great forces will we unleash?
What amazing things lie in store?
Past the point of no return.
The final threshold.
What warm unspoken secrets will we learn?
We are known as Slytherin:
The true survivors.
Hate us if you like, but we'll still win...
Beyond the point of no return.
You can never beat Slytherin.