The Hunchback Of Notre Dame
With single eye,
Look from your tower.
What do you spy?
Gypsy dancer, with hair of black,
A dazzling beauty, with nothing to lack:
At the feet of her captain brave,
Who toys with her heart, and becomes her grave.
Devoid of glee,
Ring your bells,
Then look out and see:
Priest in black, born in blackest science,
Against his heart, he stands in defiance.
Lust for the Raven Dancer,
Puts an end to this golden necromancer.
Thought a spawn of Hell,
Close your silent ears,
And sing your tale.
You lady dangles, dead.
Her heartless captain later wed.
Master priest fell from tower tall,
Pushed by his lust, he started it all.
Forever to drown,
Take your gypsy love,
And in despair, drown.
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