[Christine] I remember there was mist... Swirling mist upon a vast gla**y lake There were candles all around, and on the lake there was a boat And in the boat there was a man Who was that shape in the shadows? Whose is the face in the mask? [She removes his mask. Phantom covers his face] [Phantom] ... Damn you You little prying Pandora You little demon Is this what you wanted to see? Curse you, you little lying Delilah You little viper Now you cannot ever be free Damn you, curse you... Stranger than you dreamt it Can you even dare to look, or bear to think of me This loathesome gargoyle Who burns in hell, But secretly yearns for heaven Secretly, secretly... Oh Christine... Fear can turn to love You'll learn to see, to find the man behind the monster This repulsive carca** Who seems a beast but secretly dreams of beauty, Secretly, secretly... Oh, Christine... (Christine hands the Phantom his mask) [Phantom, speaking] Come, we must return, those two fools who run my theatre will be missing you.