Come closer
I have something to show you.
Closer still,
And closer,
And closer…
I am death!
The Dark Angel of Death.
The Dark Voice which calls you…
Calls you…
Calls you still.
Fools!
All of you fools!
Never listening…
I am dying.
Never hearing,
Perhaps you'll listen now.
My mask,
To the young one.
The girl.
Meg Giry's her name.
She will be great one day.
My love,
To Raoul de Chagny.
That he may give it to her.
To my love,
To my love,
Christine Daae.
My voice,
To my love.
To Christine,
For one day, she will be great.
It will live on with in her.
Come closer…
Closer…
Closer…
Closer still
As I die alone,
Hear me.
Hear me speak.
My dying breath,
Goodbye.
Never forget The Angel.