(The following two parts are sung in harmony together: Faust and The Persian)

FAUST:
What an awful way to perish,
Such a dreadful ending lies in store.
He's cremating us,
Annihilating us,
Burnt alive!
Six little piles of cinders glowing,
There'd be five,
But I was slow in getting going,
To survive!
We'd have to have a way of knowing,
How to thrive,
Inside an oven so red-hot,
It's bound to melt the fillings in your teeth!

THE PERSIAN:
What an awful way to perish,
Such a dreadul ending lies in store,
He's cremating us,
Annihilating us,
Burnt alive!
Six little piles of cinders glowing,
There'd be five,
But I was slow in getting going,
To survive!
We'd have to have a way of knowing,
How to thrive,
Inside an oven,
Hot enough to melt,
The fillings in your teeth!

(The previous harmony ends. The following four parts are sung in harmony together: Madam Giry, Richard, Faust and The Persian)

MADAM GIRY:
Oh Emile, how appalling,
Now we'll never ever know for sure.
Was it meant to me? Were you sent to me? Burnt alive!
Our ashes mingling in a tender way,
Love survives!
No matter what the Phantom has to say,
It arrived!
And though it's not a very happy day,
Never mind!
For although we're going to suffer,
When I am burnt alive...

RICHARD:
Oh Amelia, how appalling,
Now we'll never ever know for sure.
Was it meant to me? Were you sent to me? Burnt alive!
Our ashes mingling,,
Love survives!
No matter what the Phantom has to say,
It arrived!
And though it's not a very happy day,
Never mind!
I'll be with you,
You and me both burnt alive...

FAUST:
It's so awful,
While I'm so young,
So young still...
There is such a lot still inside me,
There are so many roles left unsung.
It's awful,
Wrong for me to burn alive!

THE PERSIAN:
It's so awful,
It's so awful,
And how I hate him,
Hate him so.
But I've lost,
I'll never know revenge.
There's no escape,
Not a hope,
So soon we'll all be burning...

(The previous harmony ends. The following six parts are sung in harmony together: Madam Giry, Jammes, Faust, Raoul, The Persian and Richard)

MADAM GIRY:
Oh, my dear Emile,
Can't get me breath, sir,
There's no air...
Ah! Ah! Ah!
There's no oxygen left,
We'll all suffocate now,
And so goodbye, sir,
I'll say goodbye...
Goodbye!

JAMMES:
Oh I feel it all, it's aglow,
So red,
It's really glowing,
Nearly going,
Really going red.
I can't go on no more,
So goodbye,
I can't go on...
Goodbye!

FAUST:
No! Oh no! Oh no! Oh no!
Oh no! Can't go on,
I'm done,
I'm done.
Ready to say,
Farewell and goodbye...
At least we die like Frenchmen!
Goodbye!

RAOUL:
Oh, I feel it all, it's all a glow,
So red it now begins to show.
The heat, the heat, it's burning.
This unbearable dreadul awful heat!
Now we'll never save Christine,
So farewell, my friends, goodbye...
At least we die like Frenchmen!
Goodbye!

THE PERSIAN:
Ah! I can feel it, a terrible glow,
Ah! Ah! The heat, it's beginning to show.
Fate is ours as Allah wills it,
And Allah wills that we shall die.
So farewell, friends, goodbye...
Goodbye!

RICHARD:
Ah! The heat, it's beginning to show,
It's such unbearable terrible heat!
Oh!
No more air,
So now goodbye...
Goodbye!

(The previous harmony ends with the song)