Christine:
Child of the Wilderness, dying in loneliness
I can hear you,
I can feel your every fear
I never dreamed out in this opera, there was someone who loved me
I've always known, my heart wasn't alone
I've felt your emptiness, and your loneliness
My Fallen Angel,
I can feel your kiss still linger here
My Fallen Angel,
You still remain, a lover in my heart