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°¡¼ö: Patrick Wilson


Down once more to the dungeon of my black despair!
Down we plunge to the prison of my mind!
Down that path into darkness deep as hell!
Why, you ask, was I bound and chained in this cold and dismal place?
Not for any mortal sin, but the wickedness of my abhorrent face!

Track down this murderer!
He must be found!
Hounded out by everyone!
Met with hatred everywhere!
No kind word from anyone!
No compassion anywhere!

Christine, Christine.
Why, why .?
Your hand at the level of your eyes!
... at the level of your eyes ...
He lives across the lake, monsieur. This is as far as
I dare go.
Madame Giry, thank you.Track down this murderer -
He must be found!
Hunt out this animal, who runs to ground!
Too long he's preyed on us - but now we know:
the Phantom of the Opera is there deep down below ...

He's here: the Phantom of the Opera ...

Have you gorged yourself at last, in your lust for blood?
Am I now to be prey to your
lust for flesh?
That fate, which condemns me to wallow in blood has also denied me
the joys of the flesh .
this face - the infection
which poisons our love .
This face, which earned a mother's fear and loathing ...
A mask, my first unfeeling scrap of clothing ...
Pity comes too late - turn around
and face your fate: an eternity of this before your eyes!
This haunted face holds no horror for me now ...
It's in your soul that the true distortion lies ...

Wait! I think, my dear, we have a guest!

Sir, this is indeed an unparalleled delight!
I had rather hoped that you would come.
And now my wish comes true - you have truly made my night!
Free her!
Do what you like only free her!
Have you no pity?
Your lover makes a passionate plea!
I love her!
Does that mean nothing?
I love her!
Show some compassion
The world showed no compassion to me!
Christine .
Christine Let me see her
Be my guest, sir
Monsieur, I bid you welcome!
Did you think that
I would harm her?
Why should I make her pay for the sins which are yours?
Order your fine horses now!
Raise up your hand to the level of your eyes!
Nothing can save you now - except perhaps Christine ...
Start a new life with me -
Buy his freedom with your love!
Refuse me, and you send your lover to his death!
This is the choice -
This is the point of no return!
The tears I might have shed for your dark fate grow cold, and turn to tears of hate ...

Christine, forgive me please forgive me ...
I did it all for you, and all for nothing ...
Farewell my fallen idol and false friend ...
One by one
I've watched illusions shattered
Past all hope of cries for help: no point in fighting Either way
you choose, he has to win

For either way you choose, you cannot win!

So, do you end your days with me,
or do you send him to his grave?
Why make her lie to you, to save me?
Angel of Music
Past the point of no return -

For pity's sake,
Christine, say no!
why this torment?
the final threshold ...Don't throw your life away for my sake
When will you see reason ?
His life is now the prize which you must earn!I fought so hard to free you

Angel of Music You've passed the point of no return ...

you deceived me
I gave my mind blindly

You try my patience  make your choice!
Pitiful creature of darkness .
What kind of life have you known ?

God give me courage to show you you are not alone ...
Track down this murderer - he must be found!
Hunt out this animal, who runs to ground!

Too long he's preyed on us - but now we know:
the Phantom of the Opera is there deep down below ...
Who is this monster, this murdering beast?
Revenge for Piangi!
Revenge for Buquet!
This creature must never go free
Take her - forget me - forget all of this.
Leave me alone - forget all you've seen
Go now - don't let them find you!
Take the boat - leave me here - go now, don't wait
Just take her and go - before it's too late
Go
Go now - go now and leave me!
Masquerade
Paper faces on parade
Masquerade
Hide your face so the world will never find you
Christine, I love you
Say you'll share with me, one lo



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