In which the darkness masks the mask.



[Christine:]

I close my eyes and wonder: "Where is this man"

Who spoke so true with passion felt through centuries

When I was alone this voice washed my fears away

These sounds from the dark that vanish in the light of day.

What I feel and what I see is not the same

Deep within your voice swings more than one world's pain



[Eric:]

Look into my eyes - for they belonged to him

And if you listen well you can hear him sing through me.

In dreams I hold you close my dreams are always near.

May worlds split us apart at night I'll always hear

The sounds that turned in me the plea for death to harmony



[Eric