In sleep he sang to me,
in dreams he came,
that voice which calls to me
and speaks my name.

And do I dream again?
For now I find
the Phantom of the Opera is there -
inside my mind

Sing once again with me
our strange duet
My power over you
grows stronger yet

And though you turn from me,
to glance behind,
the Phantom of the Opera is there -
inside your mind.

Those who have
seen your face
draw back in fear
I am the mask you wear
It's me they hear

Your spirit and your voice,
in [bad word] 
the Phantom of the Opera is there
inside my mind.

He's there, the Phantom of the Opera
Beware the Phantom of the Opera

In all your fantasies,
you always knew
that man and mystery
were both in you
And in this labyrinth,
where night is blind,
the Phantom of the Opera is therе
inside your mind
Sing, my Angel of Music!
He's there, the Phantom of the Opera ...