Hellfire

Beata Maria, you know I am a righteous man Of my virtue I am justly proud Beata Maria, you know I'm so much purer than The common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowd Then tell me, Maria Why I see her dancing there Why her smoldering eyes Still scorch my soul (cogitatione) I feel her, I see her The sun caught in her raven hair Is blazing in me out of all control Burn it Like fire (ooh) Hellfire (ooh) This fire in my skin (hellfire in my skin) (my skin) This burning desire (ooh) Is turning me to sin (is turning me in to) It's not my fault (It's not my fault) I'm not to blame (uh) It is the gypsy girl The witch who sent this flame It's not my fault (It's not my fault) If in God's plan He made the Devil so much stronger than a man Protect me, Maria Don't let this siren cast hеr spell Don't let her firе sear my flesh and bone Destroy Esmeralda And let her taste the fires of hell Or else let her be mine and mine alone Minister Frollo, the gypsy has escaped What? She's nowhere in the cathedral I'm afraid she's gone But how? Never mind, get out, you idiot I'll find her, I'll find her and I'll find her If I have to burn down all of Paris Hellfire Darkfire Now, gypsy, it's your turn Choose me or Your pyre Be mine or you will burn God have mercy on her God have mercy on me But she will be mine Or she will burn (Hellfire, darkfire, now gypsy, its your turn) She will burn (Choose me or your pyre) She will burn (oh, burn)