Who are you? And why do you call out so? Standing there, at the edge of light… Your haunting call inviting me to see my own face. Why do you dance wildly to a music which only you can hear? Your insane joy makes me nervous because it is so fey… as if it is the curtain that will rise to vistas that will destroy everything i believed myself to be all over again. That wild party going on inside… the noise rising to an unbearable din… you call me again and again… to see myself. To know myself.
I will come, of course. How can I possibly deny You? I have paid the devil his dues many a times before… I will do what it takes, will pay what it takes… I shall, as you wish, I promise, unmask You.