Murderer

Murderer
Down once more
to the dungeon
of my black despair!
down we plunge
to the prison
of my mind!
down that path
into darkness
deep as hell!
Why, you ask,
was i bound and chained
in this cold and dismal place?
not for any
mortal sin, but the
wickedness of
my abhorrent face!
track down this murderer!
he must be found!
Phantom
hounded out by
everyone!
met with hatred
everywhere!
no kind word from
anyone!
no compassion
anywhere!
Christine, christine
why, why?

your hand at the level of your eyes!
at the level of your eyes
your hand at the level of your eyes!
track down this
murderer -
he must be found!
hunt out this
animal,
who runs to ground!
too long he's
preyed on us -
but now we know:
the phantom of the opera
is there
deep down below
He's here: the phantom of the opera
have you gorged yourself
at last, in your
lust for blood?
am i now to be
prey to your
lust for flesh?
that fate, which
condemns me
to wallow in blood
has also
denied me
the joys of the flesh
this face -
the infection
which poisons our love
This face,
which earned
a mother's fear
and loathing
a mask,
my first
unfeeling scrap
of clothing
Pity comes
too late -
turn around
and face your fate:
an eternity of this
before your eyes!
his haunted face
holds no horror
for me now
it's in your soul
that the true
distortion lies
wait! i think, my dear,
we have a guest!
sir, this is indeed
an unparalleled delight!
i had rather hoped
that you would come.
and now my wish comes true -
you have truly made my night!
free her!
do what you like
only free her!
have you no pity?
murderer