The Difference in Angels and Demons

I’m living a dream, in a fairytale land,
Surrounded by music and beauty!
The Angel, you see,
He watches over me,
My wonderful Angel of Music!

I’ve nothing to fear,
When my Teacher is near,
For his voice- like a prayer-
Scares the shadows and demons away.

My ingénue dear
Should not believe all she hears;
For what a scream she would cry
If the dreams faded by
And a monster then stood in their place.

What would she do,
If none of this were true?
And that true love’s kiss
Could not turn this frog into a prince?

I love my Angel,
And he loves me!

I’m a charlatan, true,
But now there’s little I can do.

And one day, you’ll see!
It’ll be just him and me!
And we’ll sing for the choir of Heaven!

What can I offer her- pain, deceit?
A corpse, hung in black
With the glowing eyes of a hell-cat?

So here I shall wait-
And wait, and wait-
So close to Heaven’s gate,
Loving my Angel,
My Angel of Music.

And here I will be,
A fool, truly,
Adoring my dear,
Hoping she never dares look past
The evil spells I have cast.