The Hunchback Of Notre Doom

Alone in the bell tower

Paying for my crime

Born into exile

Servant to its chime

Beware the gypsy's kiss

Sermon to us all

Cathedral's dark abyss

Summons her to fall

Born in the bell tower

Ringing only lies

Despotic sacrament

In the Vicar's eyes

I roam the halls back-bent

Silent, vacant room

A lonely malcontent

Ringing in his doom