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(The PHANTOM and CHRISTINE take their strange journey to the PHANTOM'S lair. Candles rise from the stage. We see CHRISTINE and the PHANTOM in a boat which moves slowly across the misty waters of the underground lake)
CHRISTINE In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came . . . that voice which calls to me and speaks my name . . .
And do I dream again? For now I find the Phantom of the Opera is there - inside my mind . . .
PHANTOM Sing once again with me our strange duet . . . My power over you grows stronger yet . . .
And though you turn from me, to glance behind, the Phantom of the Opera is there - inside your mind . . .
CHRISTINE Those who have seen your face draw back in fear . . . I am the mask you wear . . .
PHANTOM It's me they hear . . .
BOTH Your/my spirit and your/my voice, in one combined: the Phantom of the Opera is there inside your/my mind . . .
OFFSTAGE VOICES He's there, the Phantom of the Opera . . . Beware the Phantom of the Opera . . .
PHANTOM In all your fantasies, you always knew that man and mystery . . .
CHRISTINE . . . were both in you . . .
BOTH And in this labyrinth, where night is blind, the Phantom of the Opera is there/here inside your/my mind . . .
Sing, my Angel of Music!
CHRISTINE He's there, the Phantom of the Opera . . .
(She begins to vocalise strangely, her song becoming more and more extravagant.) |
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