Nightwish

Christine:
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.
Phantom:
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.
Christine:
Those who have seen your face
Draw back in fear.
I am the mask you wear,
Phantom:
It's me they hear.
Christine e Phantom:
Your spirit and my voice in one combined;