Phantom Of The Opera The Mirror l
Phantom's voice: Insolent boy, this slave of fashion. Basking in your glory. Ignorant fool, this brave young suitor. Sharing in my triumph!
Christine (scared): Angel, I hear you. Speak, I listen. Stay by my side. Guide me. Angel, my soul was weak; forgive me. Enter at last, Master.
Phantom's voice: Flattering child, you shall know me. See why in shadow I hide. Look at your face in the mirror. I am there inside.
(Christine turns her head to the mirror where the Phantom is beginning to appear)
Christine: Angel of music, guide and guardian, grant to me your glory. Angel of music, hide no longer. Come to me, strange Angel.
Phantom: I am your Angel of Music. Come to the angel of music
I am your Angel of Music. Come to the Angel of Music...
(Christine walks through the mirror and takes the Phantom's hand. The Phantom of the Opera music begins)
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