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

Have they known scorn like you
Five cellars down?

Now Leroux, what think you
Of this twist to the story?

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

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

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