Act 2
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Your hand at the level of your eyes
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Masquerade, paper faces on parade
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Say you love him and my life is over
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No more memories, no more silent tears
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Angel or father, friend or phantom, who is it there staring?
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Lead me, save me from my solitude
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Pitiful creature of darkness
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Seal my fate tonight I hate to have to cut the fun short
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Passing bells and sculpted angels
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Sir, this is indeed an unparalleled delight
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You try my patience. Make your choice
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No thoughts within her head but thoughts of joy
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Bravo, monsieur, such spirited words!
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Your chains are still mine, you will sing for me
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Oh, God, if I agree what horrors wait for me
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Some chorus members must be sacked
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Outrage! This whole affair is an outrage! Have you seen the size of my part?
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Those who tangle with Don Juan
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It's an engagement not a crime
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The curtains fall, his reign will end
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Take the boat, swear to me never to tell, the secrets you know of this angel in hell
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Monsieur, believe me, there is no way of turning the tide
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This face which earned a mother's fear and loathing
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Such a pity that the Phantom can't be here
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Too long you've wandered in winter, far from my fathering gaze
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Have you gorged yourself at last in your lust for blood?
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Dropped all defences, completely succumbed to me
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Tangled in the winding sheets
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