Uploaded January 2026 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago

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Lyrics and Vocals by: Zhuravliov
French parts and image by: @Erica_Fr
Music, Mixing & Mastering by: Max Kranich

For AI paranoids: imgur.com/a/dqwQB7m

Christine’s Aria by ERICA: youtube.com/watch?v=gkEObZUdJF4

Lyrics:
[Intro]
Dans les ténèbres... je suis roi.
In the shadows... I remain unseen.

[Verse]
Beneath the stage, where silence sings,
I dwell alone with broken wings.
The world above, a masquerade—
While I compose in dark cascade.

The velvet night, my sacred tome,
Each note a stone that builds my home.
You hear my voice, but not my face,
I am the ghost — without a place.

Je suis le vent dans vos rideaux,
Le cri perdu des vieux pianos.

[Verse]
They fear the mask, they fear the sound,
Yet still they come, to be spellbound.
Their hearts, like violins, I play,
And steal their dreams, then fade away.

I gave them music, gave them fire,
They gave me chains, they called me liar.
But still I write, my notes divine,
Each haunting chord — a curse, a sign.

L'amour... ce poison magnifique,
A kiss of death, so sweet, so chic.

[Bridge]
Why must I burn for love unseen?
Why must I haunt each phantom scene?
No mirror shows what lies below—
A soul deformed by beauty’s woe.

Yet still I dream, I dare to feel,
Though dreams are knives that never heal.
I am the night, I am the flame,
A broken man with no true name.

[Finale]
So let the chandeliers ignite,
Let music echo through the night.
And if you hear me, don’t forget—
A ghost can love, a ghost can sweat.

My opera bleeds, my heart is real,
Though masked, I still can touch and feel.
So sing my song, and breathe my pain—
For I am Phantom, I remain.

Je suis l’amour que l’on exile...
Le dernier cri, le dernier style...

[Spoken]
Curtain falls. Silence.