[Creature, spoken]
What hope has a being whose creator desperately wishes to destroy it
That he would pursue it, even to his own death

[sung]
At last our final hour is nigh
We'll both obtain what we've so long desired
I'll watch you breathe your last and die
Then destroy myself upon our funeral pyre

[Victor]
I cannot die
And nor can you

[Creature]
Our time has come

[Victor]
One final task remains

[Creature]
The game is done

[Victor]
Yes it's true
I've hunted you
But I've come not out of vengеance
But of shame
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