Authors note: A poem from Grantaires point of view. The last three parts takes place when he and Enjolras is going to be shot.
Orestes and Pylades dead
Your life is red as burning blood
My life is black as darkness
I'm like a child who's lost in the woods
To you I am always defenceless
You may believe I cannot feel
I assure you, it isn't the truth
The world could be flat or as round as a wheel
I am lost, I am dead in my youth
I know I can't have you, but please let me dream
I know you will always despise me
I tell you that nothing is quite what it seems
I am chained, but I don't want to flee
A world without loving is no world at all
A town without mirth is deserted
You don't seem to think, all you want is a brawl
-You won't stop 'til the world is converted
And where does that put me? I'll follow, but still
I don't want death, I've been there, I've done it
And the world will go on as it always will
If you fight it won't change things a bit
So where are we now? Nothing has changed
Only dust's left of what you thought true
Our lives have no meaning, our death's been arranged
But still... I believe in you
You listen, finally listen to me
We smile and I know we'll both die
You look through my eyes and my life seize to be
No more pain now, it's just you and I
Your life was red as burning blood
My life was black as darkness
At the end we are lost in these darkening woods
Together at last in forgiveness