O Corcunda de Notre Dame - Hellfire
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i archangelo (To the blessed archangel Michael)
Sanctis apostolis omnibus sanctis (To the holy
apostles, to all
the saints)

[Frollo:]
Beata Maria
You know I am a righteous man
Of my virtue I am justly proud

[Priests:]
Et tibit Pater (And to you, Father)

[Frollo:]
Beata Maria
You know I'm so much purer than
The common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowd

[Priests:]
Quia peccavi nimis (That I have sinned)

[Frollo:]
Then tell me, Maria
Why I see her dancing there
Why her smold'ring eyes still scorch my soul

[Priests:] Cogitatione (In thought)

[Frollo:]
I feel her, I see her
The sun caught in raven hair
Is blazing in me out of all control

[Priests:]
Verb o et opere (In w ord and deed)

[Frollo:]
Like fire
Hellfire
This fire in my skin
This burning
Desire
Is turning me to sin
It's not my fault

[Priests:]
Mea culpa (Through my fault)

[Frollo:] I'm not to blame

[Priests:]
Mea culpa (Through my fault)

[Frollo:]
It is the gypsy girl
The witch who sent this flame

[Priests:]
Mea maxima culpa (Through my most griveous fault)

[Frollo:]
It's not my fault

[Priests:]
Mea culpa (Through my fault)

[Frollo:] If in God's plan

[Priests:]
Mea cul pa (Through my fault)

[Frollo:]
He made the devil so much
Stronger than a man

[Priests:]
Mea maxima culpa (Through my most griveous fault)

[Frollo:]
Protect me, Maria
Don't let this siren cast her spell
Don't let her fire sear my flesh and bone
Destroy Esmeralda
And let her taste the fires of hell
Or else let her be mine and mine alone

[Guard:]
Minister Frollo, the gypsy has escaped

[Frollo:] What?

[Guard:]
She's no longer in the cathedral... she's gone

[Frollo:]
But how? Never mind. Get out, you idiot
I'll find her. I'll find her if I have to burn down
all of Paris


Hellfire
Dark fire
Now gypsy, it's your turn
Choose me or
Your pyre
Be mine or you will burn

[Priests:]
Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)

[Frollo:] God have mercy on her

[Priests:]
Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)

[Frollo:] God have mercy on me

[Priests:]
Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)

[Frollo:]
But she will be mine
Or she will burn!