Javert's Suicide
Who is this man?What sort of devil is heTo have me caught in a trapAnd choose to let me go free?It was his hour at lastTo put a seal on my fateWipe out the pastAnd wash me clean off the slateAll it would takeWas a flick of his knife.Vengeance was hisAnd he gave me back my life!
Damned if I'll live in the debt of a thief!Damned if I'll yield at the end of the chase.I am the Law and the Law is not mockedI'll spit his pity right back in his faceThere is nothing on earth that we shareIt is either Valjean or Javert!
And my thoughts fly apartCan this man be believed?Shall his sins be forgiven?Shall his crimes be reprieved?
And must I now begin to doubt,Who never doubted all these years?My heart is stone and still it tremblesThe world I have known is lost in shadow.Is he from heaven or from hell?And does he knowThat granting me my life todayThis man has killed me even so?
I am reaching, but I fallAnd the stars are black and coldAs I stare into the voidOf a world that cannot holdI'll escape now from the worldFrom the world of Jean Valjean.There is nowhere I can turnThere is no way to go on!