You brand this curse upon my name I damn your venom to the flame One final glance to ghosts of yore Shall blind our eyes to meet no more This monster you have made, in turn Shall see your soul forever burn Hold your screams, the lights are turning low Gnashing fever dream of a haunted picture show 'Cause you're in for a fright Guided by the lantern-light, so Please hold your questions We're raising the curtains It's high time we started the show In the dead of night, our hero's waiting Beneath the mask it lies The face he's saving And to his surprise his surprise A well of terror filled his eyes, oh Wretched and broken His lies as a token His creature was ready to go Oh, what a monster you have made of me Amusing, I was seen as a pet Just a meal to wet his teeth And the scene's all in your head It's red Let's see that the monster is fed We bled, the dread Your terror is back from the dead Look at him, standing proud and tall Composing harmonies in the highest hallowed hall But his creature of the night Lies waiting for a bite His monster is ravenous Out of the shadows It's ready to swallow him whole And now he's face-to-face, with his creation All the bone displaced, in his fixation Try as he might, there was never an end in sight Creator, look nearer Your monster's a mirror Revenge is delicious when cold Oh what a prison you had made for me Refusing to be forced to a cell Crying out in unheard pleas And its all just empty threats Regrets I'm tired of paying your debts Forget this duet I'm finally burning the set Creator, look closer Your monster's a mirror You cast me aside To see yourself clearer Unmask your deceit The lie's lost it's shimmer These roles would have fit If you had been sincerer I'm not just some scene You wish you'd shot better I have my own dreams I won't let them bitter You left me in pieces 'Cause you're so damn clever These wounds can be healed You'll be broken forever What does it mean? Where did I come from? Am I even seen? Behind this old bass drum The world spins around me I can't even fathom I'm nothing to you Am I just a phantasm? So you ask how the story ends Are the sinner and the devil On the path to make amends? Though the curtain falls The story's written on the walls, so It's only Act One You're still in for some fun So let's just wait and see where this goes Why did it have to end this way? I refuse to be the monster You made to fit your charade Escape the past Be buried, and embrace The slow decay How the show will go on Is only for me to say