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 smold'ring eyes still scorch my soul

I feel her, I see her
The sun caught in here raven hair
Is blazing in me out of all control

Like fire
Hellfire
This fire in my skin
This burning
Desire
Is turning me to sin

It's not my fault

I'm not to blame

It is the gypsy girl
The witch who sent this flame

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 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

Hellfire
Dark fire
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!

Confiteor Deo Omnipotenti
Beatae Mariae semper Virgini
Beato Michaeli archangelo
Sanctis apostolis omnibus sanctis

Minister Frollo, the gypsy has escaped

What?

She is no longer in the cathedral. She's gone

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

Judge Frollo
choir
strings
sl. strings
bass
winds(presets)
brass
horn
bells
perc
timp
"Hellfire" from
Hunchback of Notre Dame
by Alan Menken
sequenced by Ron Perovich
rkp0003@jove.acs.unt.edu