A songfic for the end. Based off the 04 movie. Don't scroll to the end if you don't understand some things, just keep in mind the things I write. Then you will understand :)
You'll burn this time
Seeing the violence
It's feeding my mind
No one is saving you
How can you find
A heaven in this hell?
Christine remembered falling. Falling into a black hole of fire. She remembers the Populaire. She remembers him. Who was Erik? The person she loved. And she remembers his demons; she remembers the tears on his cheeks as she kissed him, and the longing goodbye. With the people running amok in his domain, the people that trashed the opera house, the commoners with the able bodied young men of the nobility, as they sought to destroy the very man that had housed such powerful demons of hate. But they had burned; the demons had burned in the papers flames as they fell through the trapdoors. Phantom, the phantom spirit had died when Erik lived.
Leave it behind
Hearing your silence
It screams our goodbye
Cannot believe it's an eye for an eye
Let us go to waste
"Go now! Go now and leave me!" His resonant voice as it booms through the chamber, cracking at the end like the broken spirit that he was. The music of the night, the dream shattered with his very soul. Christine had made a promise to return that was all he was sure of. A promise, but she could fulfill it in a time much longer in the future. Perhaps, he would be dead then. But would she not be consumed by her own grief? Piangi and Buqet killed as a result of their own transgressions, the mind clouded by the want of Christine and the Phantom spirit's advisory. Three candles flare before his eyes as he returns; somehow the mechanism has not stopped. But three is such a strange number, like the Act Three of Hannibal where Christine had made her debut. He puts it aside and searches his home.
Angels have faith
I don't want to be a part of his sin
I don't want to get lost in his world
I'm not playing this game
Raoul cannot understand her when she begs to not be put through this ordeal of fire. What is she thinking? This is the only way out for now. This must be. As he leaves, the gust extinguishes the candles such that each candelabra now has exactly six candles flaming, six the number of the devil. Perhaps then, she is fated to be his. Erik trips the switch and steps into the room where Christine is seated still, wrinkling her skirt up. He sits beside her and she pushes him away angrily. "How can they make me the bait for you? I will not and cannot kill you, monsieur, and yet you too cannot live."
How so, he asks, a twinkling to his eye. Christine shakes her head, burying her face in the folds of his clothes and cape. The lining is white like his mask, soft against her skin. When he rises after comforting her wordlessly, he seems almost colder. Three more candles extinguish. Three remain. His cloak is black as the night.
When the shadows remain in the light of day
On the wings of darkness he'll retaliate
He'll be falling from grace
Till the end of all his days
His reign will end, they claim. How foolish, to speak of her Maestro as such. Such a powerful man cannot hope to be quelled, she muses as she watches them plot and plan with the gendarmes. Yet she cannot be sure. Does the angel or the phantom reside in her Maestro today?
From the ashes of hate
It's a cruel demon's fate
On the wings of darkness
He's returned to stay
There will be no escape
Cause he's fallen far from grace
Don Juan Triumphant is as predicted, a tour de force of stunning sensuality. It is also, as predicted, a disaster when the chandelier crashes. The Phantom spirit lurks, slowly consuming each and every man running to the catacombs and cellars to kill his former inhabitant. Even the sobbing soprano behind the curtain has fallen from the heavens.
What have you done?
Is this what you wanted?
What have you become?
His soul's not forsaken
You're walking alone
From heaven into hell
A screech is all he can let out as the kiss awakens the human, the man himself will ascend to heaven to play the melodies of God. But he retreats into the shadows to destroy. Who is he but the Prince of Darkness? Lucifer, this pride takes over everyone…obediently they descend into Erik's hell.
Now that you know
Your way in this madness
Your powers are gone
Your chains have been broken
You've suffered so long
You will never change.
How do they know the way down these treacherous steps? How can they see in this dark? Meg wants to question them. Maybe it is not him but them who are the demons, the dark scum of Paris that takes advantage of this. His pipe organ is destroyed, the ashes remain.
And as the chaos ensues all over the Opera Populaire, one cannot help but notice that only three torches are carried by each pack of hunters…
Angels have faith
I don't want to be a part of his sin
I don't want to get lost in his world
I'm not playing this game
When the shadows remain in the light of day
On the wings of darkness
He'll retaliate
He'll be falling from grace
Till the end of all his days
From the ashes of hate
It's a cruel demon's fate
On the wings of darkness
He's returned to stay
There will be no escape
Cause he's fallen far from grace
Angels have faith
I don't want to be a part of his sin
I don't want to get lost in his world
I'm not playing this game
When the shadows remain in the light of day
On the wings of darkness
He'll retaliate
He'll be falling from grace
Till the end of all his days
From the ashes of hate
It's a cruel demon's fate
On the wings of darkness
He's returned to stay
There will be no escape
Cause he's fallen far from grace
This story is based off the lyrics to A Demon's Fate by Within Temptation. I cannot explain the amount of symbolism I used in here, just visting Angel of Mystery-145's profile to get the symbolism links at the pg . net site. But some are that the number three represents the Phantom spirit etc etc etc. Lucifer is the Prince of Darkness, and according to mothy/Akuno-P who did the Evils Forest series for Vocaloid-Lucifer represents Pride. Pride for the Opera Populaire eh? lol. It's pretty much a oneshot idea I had to scribble down. Just note that this seems different from my other writing styles because A. its a songfic, B. its just an idea. Also, its pretty much all the characters from the film only, it is purely based off the 04 version of the film. Thanks for reading :)