Mostly for
colonel_maxim.
CHAIN GANG
Look down, look down
Bones are all you’ve got
Look down, look down
You’re here until you rot
I crave for flesh
the blood running so sweet
Look down, look down
We’ve scraps an’ bone not meat!
Mal Mort took me
My reason’s shot to hell
Flesh grey as leprosy
A pentagram as well
They cast their spells
They keep us strongly bound
Look down, look down
You belong beneath the ground
When I get free
You won’t bind me
With salt or dust!
Look down, look down
Don’t look ‘em in the eye
Mondieu, Mal Mort
What a hellish was to die!
Look down, look down
A necromancer’s slave
Look down, look down,
They pulled you from your grave.
JAVERT
Look at those Wretches those death-blighted scum!
Rather drink blood
Than a cask o’Navy rum!
See how that one stares!
VALJEAN
Spells alone can’t bid me!
JAVERT
Here! Secure that Wretch
In bonds of iron
The brute’s strong
VALJEAN
I’ll tear your face off -
JAVERT
Subdue him here!
VALJEAN
I’ll eat your beating heart.
I was a man before Mal Mort
Now I’m a monster
JAVERT
I saw from the start
You were a Wretch of the five-folded star
VALJEAN
The brand that binds seared into my flesh
The five-folded star.
JAVERT
Lock him down don’t get bit!
A dead creature cruel and dumb
You godless no name scum
VALJEAN
My name is Jean Valjean.
JAVERT
And I’m Javert
Do not forget my hex
Do not forget me
You godless no name scum
CHORUS
Look down, look down
A necromancer’s slave
Look down, look down,
They pulled you from your grave.
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JAVERT
There, out in the darkness
A creature is prowling
Wretched unbound
Wretched unbound
God be my witness
I never shall yield
Til the monster is found
Til the monster is found
He knows his way in the dark
Mine is the Will and the Word
I’m a loyal servant of the National
Necromantic Guard.
This Wretch who drools
This bloody tooth’d ghast
The pentacle!
The ward!
Spells and incantations
Guarding our lifeblood
Keeping us safely
From the Wretch and his blight
You are our defenders
Silver and pure
Keeping watch in the night
Keeping watch in the night.
You’re set within the grimoire
Writ to chapter
Kept to verse
Each line uncorrupted
As Le Mal Mort
Rages ever the worse
This Wretch who drools
This bloody tooth’d ghast
These ghouls
This curse!
Stand unassailable my hex and binding
As this Wretched rogue I pursue
Know those who hunger
And those who fall
Must pay
Their due
Lord I must hunt him
And any like him
Who sink so far
I will never rest
Till then
This I swear
By the five-folded star!
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JOLY
There’s a boy climbing the barricade!
MARIUS
Good God! What are you doing?
‘Ponine! Have you no fear?
Betwix Wretches and Necros,
Why have you come back here?
EPONINE
Dealt the cards into a spread
- Damn they’re round me by the score -
I had to tell you what they said
Ah! - mercy - there are more and more!
MARIUS
Eponine, what’s wrong? I hear
A wailing on the air
Eponine the Wretched
Sound their cry. Oh God!
They’re everywhere!
[13] A LITTLE FALL OF RAIN
EPONINE
Don’t you fret, M’sieur Marius,
Such fate is not for me
The death that I foresee
Lays no touch upon me now
But you - there’s much you need to know!
Argent shall keep you safe
Mondieu! That Wretch was close!
Their blood will make the flowers grow.
MARIUS
But there’s no truth ‘Ponine in Marseilles cards!
Best look to the Wretches - look to the Guards!
EPONINE
Damn the guards, their magic too
Thorn and Star, Ash and Yew!
MARIUS
I would cast if spells could reach
My craft has not the skill
I never learnt to kill
EPONINE
‘Least I know how to kill
This scourge you foolish schoolboys raise
Argent shall keep you safe
Mondieu! That Wretch was close!
I fear you’ll be the one who pays.
The ones who call the dead
They pay the price
The Wretched will be fed
They’ll have their slice!
But I’m a witch and hard to kill
I’m alive I’m standing still
So don’t you fret, M’sieur Marius
Such fate is not for me
The death that I foresee
Lays no touch upon me now
There’s much you need to know!
Argent shall keep you safe
Mondieu! That Wretch was close!
Their blood
Their blood will make the flowers…
MARIUS (in counterpoint)
Watch your back, dear Eponine
Such fate is not for thee
The death that you foresee
Lays no touch upon you now
I wish
I wish you’d not come to this killing floor
Their blood
Will make the flowers
Grow.
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That's quite enough of that for now =P