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RAOUL: Why haveDm you broughtGm me here? We mustC return! Dm
CHRISTINE: HDmis eyes will fGmind us there, Cthose eyes that bDmurn!
And if he Bbhas to killGm a tChousand Dmmen-
The pDmhantom of the opera will kBbmill Cand kill Dmagain!
(Change to Ebm)
EbmMy god who Abmis this man,C who hunts toEbm kill?
EbmI can't esAbmcape from himC, I never Ebmwill!
BOTH: And in this labByrintAbmh, where Cnight is Ebmblind-
The pEbmhaaaaaaaaaantom of the opera is heBmre/thereC inside my/youEbmr mind!
RAOUL: There is no phantom of the opera!
CHRISTINE: REmaoul, F#mI've Dmbeen Cmthere! EmTo his F#mworld of unDmending Cmnight!
CmTo a wDmorld where the dBbmaylight diAbmssolves into dF#markness? DaEmrkness?
FRaoul, IG've sFmeen Ebmhim! CFan IG ever fFmorget that sEbmight?
EbmCan I Fmever eC#mscape from that Bmface? SoC#m disD#mtorted, dFmeformed,
It was hC#mardly a fBmace, in that dAmarkness... GmDarkness...
Yet his vBoice filed my spirit with a sEtrange sweet sound,
In that nAight, there was music in my mEbind.
And through mAbusic, my soul began to sDboar!
And I hFmeard as I'd nCever heard bFefore-
( RAOUL: What you hFmeard was a dCream and nothing mFore.)
CHRISTINE: YEmet in his eAmyes, all the sDadness of the wEmorld,
EmThose pleading Ameyes, that both thDreaten and aGdore.
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