The Darkening Of Tristram Ringtones

Oh come with me forever my love, Under the darkening sky. Come hide with me, I'll save you my love. Hear me, I beg for you life. Her hair is damp, Her skin has turned cold, There's hardly a sound as she breathes. Oh stay my love, Please open your eyes, And promise me you'll never leave. Oh my love, Stay my love. Hey angel there over her head, Tell me the time hasn't come. Have mercy please on the one that I love, Her body's to weary to run. Now suddenly a thunderous sound, Like wings have taken flight. Straight up straight out, From under the ground, She's gone in the darkening sky. Oh my love, Stay my love... Oh my love, Stay my love... High on the wind the angels they fly, Hovering over her grave. I'll dig this hole as deep as my love, And bury her memory away, And bury her memory away... Oh my love, Oh my love...

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 My spirit and my your voice in one combined 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 here Inside my mind Sing, my angel of music He's there, the Phantom of the Opera Sing, sing for me Sing, my angel of music Sing for me

Home is behind, the world ahead And there are many paths to tread Through shadow to the edge of night Until the stars are all alight Mist and shadow, cloud and shade All shall fade, all shall fade

Last night I lay all in my dreams, when a rap At the door it startled me. And I heard those footsteps on the stairs, And I bade her; please come in. Come in, come in, my roving friend. Come in and rest awhile. For you've been gone so very long, It's nice to see you smile. Come in, come in, my wandering friend. Accept my welcome home. I hope you can stay a long, long while before you have to go. And she walked across the room to me, And then she sat right down with me, And told me that she had to leave. She could not stay for long. A child he held in his arms, a child that I Knew well through time, and told me that he had to leave. He had to take him home. She crossed the floor and moved away, And my heart said, "Stop her. Maker her stay." But I just showered myself in tears, for I just let her go. When I awoke I cried and cried, And went to sit by his graveside, And visit the child he left behind. Because he had to go. You must come back to me again. Accept the welcome I extend. I will not let you go this time, If only in my dreams. And yeah, though you walk ever on, May your heart be not weary but strong. And yeah, though you walk ever on, Through the valley of the shadow of death.

Come now let's hide in our childhood for a while I've got nothing good to do, neither do you It's the best shelter I could find Let's wait for this to blow over, or to blow up We wouldn't even mind Cause you and me and everyone we know Was once a child and now they have to grow old And when they do they find they're full of regret And I refuse to live my life like that My life is going nowhere that's for sure, Just trying to find something worth living for Cause all of my friends look like little adults Dancing the waltz of the tick-tock of time But my clock stopped years ago So I wouldn't know the dance even if I tried. Cause you and me and everyone we know Was once a child and now they have to grow old And when they do they find they're full of regret And I refuse to live my life like that Look at all these adults Dancing the waltz of the tick-tock of time Luckily my clock stopped years ago So I wouldn't know the dance even if I tried

Come on! The age of love. Yes, turn up that blaster, i wanna see you faster. Movin' to the bass that's gonna hit your face. Talking 'bout love and peace that? s what we need. Unity instead of fight. come on and reunite! Let it roll! Talking 'bout love and peace that's what we need. Unity instead of fight. come on and reunite! The age of love Come on! yeeeeah! The age of love! Rough and ready! Come on! Aaaaahh! The age of love! Thank you!

(They embrace and laugh. She moves away and sits at her Dressing table) RAOUL 'Little Lotte let her mind wander...' CHRISTINE You remember that, too... RAOUL (continuing) '...Little Lotte thought: Am I fonder of dolls...' BOTH (CHRISTINE joining in) '...or of goblins, Of shoes...' CHRISTINE '...or of riddles, Of frocks...' RAOUL Those picnics in the attic... '...or of chocolates...' CHRISTINE Father playing the violin... RAOUL As we read to each other dark stories Of the North... CHRISTINE 'No - what I love best, Lotte said, Is when I'm asleep in my bed, And the Angel of Music sings songs in my Head!' BOTH '...the Angel of Music sings songs in my head!' PHANTOM'S VOICE Insolent boy! This slave Of fashion, Basking in your Glory! Ignorant fool! This brave Young suitor, Sharing in my Triumph! CHRISTINE (spellbound) Angel! I hear you! Speak - I listen... Stay by my side, Guide me! Angel, my soul was Weak - Forgive me... Enter at last, Master! PHANTOM'S VOICE Flattering child, You shall know me, See why in shadow I hide! Look at your face In the mirror - I am there Inside! (The figure of the PHANTOM becomes discernible behind the Mirror) CHRISTINE (ecstatic) Angel of Music! Guide And guardian! Grant to me your Glory! Angel of Music! Hide No longer! Come to me, strange Angel... PHANTOM'S VOICE I am your Angel... Come to me: Angel of Music... (CHRISTINE walks towards the glowing, shimmering glass. Meanwhile, RAOUL has returned. He hears the voices and is Puzzled. He tries the door. It's locked) RAOUL Whose is that voice...? Who is that in there...? (Inside the room the mirror opens. Behind it, in an inferno of White light, stands the PHANTOM. He reaches forward and Takes CHRISTINE firmly, but not fiercely, by the wrist. His Touch is cold and CHRISTINE gasps) PHANTOM I am your Angel of Music... Come to me: Angel of Music... (CHRISTINE disappears through the mirror, which closes Behind her. The door of the dressing room suddenly unlocks and Swings open, and RAOUL enters to find the room empty) RAOUL Christine! Angel!

SONG OF THE FREE We walked in darkness now seeing great light Out of the shadows into your sunshine Joy has began great celebrations Joining one-voice worshiping nation Chains I was bound now have been broken Doors that were shut have been flung wide open Joy has began great celebration Joining one-voice worshiping nation This is a song a song of free We sing hosanna We've been redeemed cause our humble king... Has shown us compassion Chains I was bound now have been broken Doors that were shut have been flung wide open Joy has began great celebration Joining one-voice worshiping nation This is a song a song of free We sing hosanna We've been redeemed cause our humble king... Has shown us compassion So we fall to our knees... Throw up our hands... Cry to the lamb that was slain We say You are worthy of all the praise you are, you are (repeat 4 times) By Austin Yehudi Baruch Phiri

We have no future, heaven wasn't made for me We burn ourselves to hell as fast as it can be And I wish that I could be the king Then I'd know that I am not alone Maggots put on shirts, sell each others shit Sometimes I feel so worthless, sometimes I feel discarded I wish that I was good enough Then I'd know that I am not alone Death, it is policeman, death, it is the priest Death is the stereo, death is TV Death is the Tarot, death is an angel Death is our god, killing us all She put the seeds in me Plant this dying tree She's a burning string I'm just the ashes She put the seeds in me Plant this dying tree She's a burning string I'm just the ashes She put the seeds in me Plant this dying tree She's a burning string...

Little salamander, where did you go? The edge of the yard I found you, you know All brown and hard I can't get your body out of my mind I can't get your body I can't get your body out of my mind Can't get your body She goes smooth through my body, yep Through my body, she goes smooth She goes smooth through my body, yep Through my body, she goes smooth Little killer froggy, where did you hop? Under the entertainment center Realize you just couldn't stop The worms found a hole in your booty they could enter And I can't get your body out of my mind I can't get your body I can't get your body out of my mind Can't get your body You go smooth through my body, yep Through my body, you go smooth You go smooth through my body, yep Through my body, you go smooth Hey little lizard, where did you slink? Left your cage door open Under the basement sink The drippin' water made your moldy body eyes open And I can't get your body out of my mind I can't get your body I can't get your body out of my mind I can't get your body Can't get your body out of my mind I can't get your body Can't get your body out of my mind I can't get your body Can't get your body out of my mind I can't get your body Can't get your body out of my mind I can't get your body

One Nation under God Has turned into One Nation under the influence Of one drug Television, the drug of the Nation Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation On television, the drug of the Nation Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation T.V., it's satellite links Our United States of unconciousness Apathetic therapeutic and extremely addictive The methadone metronome pumping out A hundred and fifty channels twentyfour hours a day You can flip through all of them And still there's nothing worth watching T.V. is the reason why less than ten percent of our Nation reads books daily Why most people think Central America Means Kansas Socialism means unamerican And Apartheid is a new headache remedy Absorbed in it's world it's so hard to find us It shapes our minds the most Maybe the mother of our Nation Should remind us That we're sitting to close to Television, the drug of the Nation Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation On television, the drug of the Nation Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation T.V. is The stomping ground for political candidates Where bears in the woods Are chased by Grecian Formula'd Bald eagles T.V. is mechanized politic's Remote control over the masses Co-sponsered by environmentally safe gases Watch for the PBS special It's the perpetuation of the two party system Where image takes precedence over wisdom Where sound bite politics are served to The fastfood culture Where straight teeth in your mouth Are more important than the words That come out of it Race baiting is the way to get selected Willie Horton or Will he not get elected on Television, the drug of the Nation Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation On television, the drug of the Nation Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation T.V. is it the reflector or the director? Does it imitate us or do we imitate it Because a child watches fifteen hundred murders before he's Twelve years old and then we wonder how we've created A Jason generation that learns to laugh Rather than abhor the horror T.V. is the place where Armchair generals and quarterbacks can Experience first hand The excitement of video warfare As the theme song is sung in the background Sugar sweet sitcoms That leave us with a bad actor taste while Pop stars metamorphosize into soda pop stars You saw the video You heard the soundtrack Well now go buy the soft drink Well, the only cola that I support Would be a union C.O.L.A. (Cost of Living Allowance) On Television Television, the drug of the Nation Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation On television, the drug of the Nation Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation Back again, "New and Improved" We return to our irregularly programmed schedule Hidden cleverly between heavy breasted Beer and car commericals CNN ESPN ABC TNT but mostly B.S. Where oxymoronic language like "Virtually spotless" "fresh frozen" "Light yet filling" and "military intelligence" Have become standard T.V. is the place where phrases are redefined Like "recession" to "necessary downturn" "Crude oil" on a beach to "mousse" "Civilian death" to "collateral damages" And being killed by your own Army Is now called "friendly fire" T.V. is the place where the pursuit Of happiness has become the pursuit of trivia Where toothpaste and cars have become sex objects Where imagination is sucked out of children By a cathode ray nipple T.V. is the only wet nurse That would create a cripple Television, the drug of the Nation Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation On television, the drug of the Nation Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation On television, the drug of the Nation Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation On television, the drug of the Nation Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation

The rusted chains of prison moons are shattered by the sun I walk a road, horizons change, the tournament's begun The purple piper plays his tune, the choir softly sing Three lullabies in an ancient tongue for the court of the crimson king The keeper of the city keys ut shutters on the dreams I wait outside the pilgrim's door with insufficient schemes The black queen chants, the funeral march, the cracked brass bells will ring To summon back the fire witch to the court of the crimson king The gardener plants an evergreen whilst trampling on a flower I chase the wind of a prism ship to taste the sweet and sour The pattern juggler lifts his hand, the orchestra begin As slowly turns the grinding wheel in the court of the crimson king On soft gray mornings widows cry, the wise men share a joke I run to grasp divining signs to satisfy the hoax The yellow jester does not play, but gently pulls the strings And smiles as the puppets dance in the court of the crimson king