Abandoned and forgotten by a mother so heartless
I hid myself away to escape a world so cruel and shallow
My face hidden from even a candle's soft glow
And then, I met an angel, for what else could she be?
An angel with bright eyes and a heart full of purity
Her voice awoke the light inside
Brought to life a part of me that I thought had died
In the shadows I watched her every move
I taught her to sing and watched her improve
The fools of my opera could only watch in awe
Her voice even more beautiful than that of our famous Carlotta
She sang beautifully to a full house that night
On stage she was a magnificent sight
I knew then that she had to be mine
I enchanted her with soft songs in her mind
Even as she slept, I sang to her in dreams
But I never foresaw that young fashion-slave could ruin my scheme
To the women it seemed that his face was divine
And really, what woman would want a face as hideous as mine?
That boy, more child than man, took away my love, my Christine
Now, I've returned to the darkness, never again to be seen
I have finally lost the will to fight
Never again shall I make the music of the night
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. I luv this very much, Lily. This one line might need a bit of tweaking though:
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