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)