Hellfire - The Hunchback of Notre Dame

Beata Maria
You know I am a righteous man
Of my virtue I am justly proud

Et tibit Pater

Beata Maria
You know I'm so much purer than
The common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowd
Quia peccavi nimis
Then tell me, Maria
Why I see her dancing there
Why her smold'ring 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