ENJOLRAS: It is time for us all To decide who we are... Do we fight for the right To a night at the opera now? Have you asked of yourselves What's the price you might pay? Is it simply a game For rich young boys to play? The color of the world Is changing Day by day... Red - the blood of angry men! Black - the dark of ages past! Red - a world about to dawn! Black - the night that ends at last! MARIUS: Had you been there tonight You might know how it feels To be struck to the bone In a moment of breathless delight! Had you been there tonight You might also have known How the world may be changed In just one burst of light! And what was right Seems wrong And what was wrong Seems right... GRANTAIRE: Red... MARIUS: I feel my soul on fire! GRANTAIRE: Black... MARIUS: My world if she's not there... CHORUS: Red... MARIUS: The color of desire! CHORUS: Black... MARIUS: The color of despair! ENJOLRAS: Marius, you're no longer a child I do not doubt you mean it well But now there is a higher call Who cares about your lonely soul We strive toward a larger goal Our little lives don't count at all! ENJOLRAS and CHORUS: Red - the blood of angry men! Black - the dark of ages past! Red - a world about to dawn! Black - the night that ends at last!