RAOUL: Why have you brought us here?
CHRISTINE: Don't take me back there!
RAOUL: We must return!
CHRISTINE: He'll kill me,
his eyes will find me there! (RAOUL: Christine, don't say that!)
Those eyes that burn! (RAOUL: Don't even think it!)
And if he has to kill a thousand men, (RAOUL: Forget this waking nightmare!)
The Phantom of the Opera will kill, he'll kill again (RAOUL: This Phantom is a fable- believe me, there is no Phantom of the Opera!)
My God, who is this man? (RAOUL: My God, who is this man?)
Who haunts to kill? (RAOUL: This mask of death?)
I can't escape from him, (RAOUL: Is this this voice you hear?)
I never will! (RAOUL: In every breath?)
CHRISTINE/RAOUL: And in this labyrinth, there night is blind!
The Phantom of the Opera is here/there,
Inside my/your mind!
RAOUL: There is no Phantom of the Opera!
CHRISTINE: Raoul, I've been there, to his world of unending night!
To a world where the daylight dissolves into darkness, darkness.
Raoul, I've seen him! Can I ever forget that sight?
Can I ever escape from that face? So distorted, deformed it was hardly a face in that darkness, darkness.
But his voice filled my spirit with a strange, sweet sound.
In that night, there was music in my mind,
and through music my soul began to soar!
And I heard as I'd never heard before (RAOUL: What you heard was a dream, and nothing more.)
But in his eyes; all the sadness of the world.
Those pleading eyes that both threaten and adore.
RAOUL: Christine, Christine!
PHANTOM: Christine...
CHRISTINE: What was that??
(spoken)
RAOUL: Christine, come here.

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