You alone can make my song take flight
It’s over now, the music of the night!

Pitiful creature of darkness
What kind of life have you known?
God give me courage to show you
You are not alone…

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…

Have you gorged yourself at last
In your lust for blood?
Am I now to be prey
to your lust for flesh?

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!

Hounded out by everyone,
Met with hatred everywhere,
No kind words from anyone,
No compassion anywhere…
Christine… Christine…
Why, why…?

Past the point of no return, the final threshold
The bridge is crossed, so stand and watch it burn
We’ve passed the point of no return…