

His look is of immense longing and helplessnessĬhristine puts the ring in his hand and exits. He turns and sees Christine standing at the bedroom door. Hide your face so the world will never find you The secret you know, of the angel in hell! Raoul and Christine hug Take the boat, swear to me, never to tell Walking away from Christine, up the stairs Hunt out this animal, who runs to ground! Then she leans toward him and embraces him again. Quietly at first, then with growing emotion His life is now the prize which you must earn! Too late for turning back, Too late for prayers and useless pityįor either way you choose, You cannot win We had such hopes, and now those hopes are shattered Looking at the Phantom but to herselfįarewell, my fallen idol and false friend

Refuse me, and you send your lover to his death! Nothing can save you now, except perhaps Christine Raise up your hand to the level of your eyes As Raoul tries to escape, the Phantom forces him back and ties the lasso around the gate and tighter around Raoul's neck He lassos Raoul around the neck, choking him. The thing he pulled out of the water was the PunJab lasso. Reaches into the water and takes out something To Christine, dryly Your lover makes a passionate plea It's in your soul that the true distortion liesĪnd now my wish comes true Holds Christine close This haunted face holds no horror for me now This face, which earned a mother's fear and loathingĪ mask, my first unfeeling scrap of clothingĪn eternity of THIS before your eyes Puts the ring in her hand He takes the bridal veil from the dummy, and moves slowly towards her This face, the infection which poisons our love Has also denied me the joys of the flesh. Have you gorged yourself Phantom looks up at her At lastĬoldly That fate, which condemns me to wallow in blood The Phantom is sitting down looking at the ring Swims through the waters, breaks through gates, turns every wheel, everything Raoul goes through all the traps of the labyrinth underground.

They come down to the lake edge, their torches flickering. They make their way down, meeting a pack of rats. No compassion anywhere Forcing her to look at him Hounded out by everyone (Putting her down)

Phantom Carrying Christine out of the boat Carrying a torch, forcefully and angrily pulling Christine alongĭown once more to the dungeon of my black despairĭown we plunge to the prison of my mind Down that path into darkness,
