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 & christine:]
i feel so alone my god where have you been?