The Phantom Appears!!!
I am silently enraged that I do not get my praise and just accolades for the beauty I bestow to mere men without vision, without passion...
I weep with tears of burning fury that she cannot hear my music of the night, that she will not be mine...
The woman who I gave so much to, repays me in pity and betrayal! To run off with an insolent fool of a man, a pretty Martha who calls himself a man, he loves her because of what I made her!!!
I scream in wrathful agony of seven sorry octaves, for my solitude and my pitiful existence in a world of darkness and mystery! However late it may be for prayers and useless pity!
I bite my own tongue in bitter dejection, for my condition that has led me to this wretched destiny, and kept me from the pleasures of the flesh...
I am ravenously angry that the world shows no compassion to me!
What do you know of anger!!!!
And... noone listens to me when I tell them to leave Box 5 empty!