True beauty lies not upon gilded veneers,But found in the soul within.

Now Leroux, what think youOf this twist to the story?

Yet, beauty cannot be forgotten,Eternal Wisdom can never die …

Have they known scorn like youFive cellars down?

Sublime wonders lie in store,I am shown a regal residence;a mighty kingdom, an empirewith more grandeur than before …

Monsieur, you must be mad!Box Five can never be hadFor money, love or the world …

I beg you, help me, in angelic charity,Pray my efforts will reflect your mastery!

Music helps to forgetThis forsaken tomb,That is my abodeCellars downFar belowUnder the ground, …

A mask you ask? Optional I find!Masks lend appeal of a mysterious kind.

Has father from HeavenSent the Angel to me?

If on thoughts of death we are fed,Thus, a coffin, became my bed.

No more can this Angel teach her,Yet, this guiding wing shall not forsake …

He offered his love … she could not bother,She gives her love to the other! The other!

Pity that child who was born near Rouen,His only crime, to arrive deformed.

Stay away from the underground lake I implore,The Siren will see you are heard of no more.

The Scorpion?The Grasshopper?Which way will she go?

If Erik existed and lived life in despair,We wish him to know we are here and we care.