Atttack Titan x The Hunchback of Notre Dame: Out there/ Part 1
23:54, 14 August 2018Basically this is an Attack on Titan crossover with the Disney movie "The hunchback of Notre Dame"! Why did I create this? Because I wanted to highlight and point out Armin's similarities with the character Quasimodo! Enjoy the story! :) (Please don't hate)
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Frollo: 🎶The world is cruel
The world is wicked
It's I alone whom you can trust in this whole city
I am your only friend
I who keep you, feed you, teach you, dress you
I who look upon you without fear
How can I protect you, boy
Unless you always stay in here
Away in here 🎶
Frollo: Remember what I've taught you, Quasimodo
Frollo: 🎶 You are deformed 🎶
Quasimodo: 🎶 I am deformed 🎶
Frollo: 🎶 And you are ugly 🎶
Quasimodo: 🎶 And I am ugly 🎶
Frollo: 🎶 And these are crimes
for which
The world shows little pity
You do not comprehend 🎶
Quasimodo: 🎶 You're my one defender 🎶
Frollo: 🎶 Out there, they'll revile you as a monster 🎶
Quasimodo: 🎶 I am a monster 🎶
Frollo: 🎶 Out there, they will hate and scorn and jeer 🎶
Quasimodo: 🎶 Only a monster 🎶
Frollo:
🎶 Why invite their curses and their consternation
Stay in here
Be faithful to me 🎶
Quasimodo: 🎶 I'm faithful 🎶
Frollo: 🎶 Grateful to me 🎶
Quasimodo: 🎶 I'm grateful. 🎶
Frollo: 🎶 Do as I say
Obey and stay 🎶
Quasimodo: 🎶 I'll stay 🎶
Both Frollo and Quasimodo: 🎶 In
here🎶
Frollo: Remember, Quasimodo. This is your sanctuary
Quasimodo: ...My sanctuary...
Quasimodo: 🎶 Safe behind these windows and these parapets of stone
Gazing at the people down below me
All my life I watch them as I hide up here alone
Hungry for the histories they show me
All my life I memorize their faces
Knowing them as they will never know me
All my life I wonder how it feels to pass a day
Not above them, but part of them
And out there, living in the sun
Give me one day out there, all I ask is one
To hold forever, out there
Where they all live unaware
What I'd give, what I'd dare
Just to live one day out there!
Out there among the millers and the weavers and their wives
Through the roofs and gables I can see them
Every day they shout and scold and go about their lives
Heedless of the gift it is to be them
If I were in their skin, I'd treasure every instant
Out there, strolling by the Seine
Taste a morning out there, like ordinary men
Who freely walk about there
Just one day and then I swear I'll be content
With my share
Won't resent
Won't despair
Old and bent
I won't care
I'll have spent one day out there!" 🎶
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