Horace and Jasper: Confiteor Deo Omnipotenti (I confess to God almighty) Beatae Mariae semper Virgini (To blessed Mary ever Virgin) Beato Michaeli archangelo (To the blessed archangel Michael) Sanctis apostolis omnibus sanctis (To the holy apostles, to all the saints)
Sykes: Beata Maria You know I am a righteous man Of my virtue I am justly proud (Et tibit Pater (And to you, Father)) Beata Maria You know I'm so much purer than The common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowd (Quia peccavi nimis (That I have sinned)) Then tell me, Maria Why I see her dancing there Why her smold'ring eyes still scorch my soul (Cogitatione (In thought)) I feel her, I see her The sun caught in her raven hair Is blazing in me out of all control (Verbo et opere (In word and deed))
Like fire Hellfire This fire in my skin This burning Desire Is turning me to sin
It's not my fault (Mea culpa (Through my fault)) I'm not to blame (Mea culpa (Through my fault)) It is the little girl The brat who sent this flame (Mea maxima culpa (Through my most griveous fault)) It's not my fault (Mea culpa (Through my fault)) If in God's plan (Mea culpa (Through my fault)) He made the devil so much Stronger than a man (Mea maxima culpa (Through my most griveous fault)) Protect me, Maria Don't let this siren cast her spell Don't let her fire sear my flesh and bone Destroy Jenny And let her taste the fires of hell Or else let her be mine and mine alone
(song pauses, Roscoe barks) Roscoe: Mr. Sykes, the little girl has escaped Sykes: (speaking) What? Roscoe: She's nowhere in the house. She's gone. Sykes: But how? I... Never mind. Get out, you idiot! I'll find her! I'll find her if I have to burn down all of New York City!
(song resumes) Hellfire Dark fire Now girly, it's your turn Choose me or Your pyre Be mine or you will burn (Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)) God have mercy on her (Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)) God have mercy on me (Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)) But she will be mine Or she will burn!