Why have you brought us here?
Take me back there
We must return
He'll kill me
His eyes will find me there
Christine, don't say that
Those eyes that burn
Don't even think it
And if he has to kill a thousand men
Forget this waking nightmare
The Phantom of the Opera will kill
This phantom is a fable
Believe me
There is no Phantom of the Opera
My God, who is this man
Who hunts to kill?
This mask of death?
I can't escape from him
Whose is this voice you hear
I never will
With every breath?
And in this labyrinth
Where night is blind
The Phantom of the Opera is here
Inside my mind
There is no Phantom of the Opera
Raoul, I've been there
To his world of unending night
To a world with 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
What you heard was a dream and nothing more
Yet in his eyes
All the sadness of the world
Those pleading eyes
That both threaten and adore
Christine
Christine
(Christine)
(What was that?)