| Who is this man?
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| What sort of devil is he
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| To have me caught in a trap
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| And choose to let me go free?
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| It was his hour at last
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| To put a seal on my fate
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| Wipe out the past
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| And wash me clean off the slate!
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| All it would take
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| Was a flick of his knife
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| Vengeance was his
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| And he gave me back my life!
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| Damned if I’ll live in the debt of a thief!
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| Damned if I’ll yield at the end of the chase
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| I am the Law and the Law is not mocked
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| I’ll spit his pity right back in his face
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| There is nothing on earth that we share
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| It is either Valjean or Javert!
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| And my thoughts fly apart
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| Can this man be believed?
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| Shall his sins be forgiven?
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| Shall his crimes be reprieved?
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| And must I now begin to doubt
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| Who never doubted all these years?
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| My heart is stone and still it trembles
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| The world I have known is lost in shadow
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| Is he from heaven or from hell?
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| And does he know
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| That granting me my life today
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| This man has killed me even so?
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| I am reaching, but I fall
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| And the stars are black and cold
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| As I stare into the void
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| Of a world that cannot hold
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| I’ll escape now from that world
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| From the world of Jean Valjean
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| There is nowhere I can turn
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| There is no way to go on! |