OFFICIAL

By royal edict, warrant of arrest:

The killer known as Edward Hyde

Being under suspicion of rape, murder

And the arts of Hell

Anyone found harboring or helping him

Will be charged as well

Congregant: All through the city, at more fevered pitch

Than the call of the Scotland Yard...

JEKYLL

Two gold pieces for the one who leads us to Edward Hyde!

CONGREGANT

Utterson's men sought Edward Hyde, the killer

With the might of the Scotland Yard...

JEKYLL

Four gold pieces for the one who leads us to Edward Hyde!

CONGREGANT

Till at last, they were told of a brothel

Where they sometimes hid people from harm...

But the madam, that whore

Denied it and swore by the Saints

The Saints of the Scotland Yard...

SOLDIRES: We're looking for Mr. Edward Hyde.

Madam: Never heard of him.

JEKYLL: If you want your house to remain standing, give us Edward Hyde.

Madam: I know nothing of Edward Hyde.

JEKYLL: Very well. We'll set fire to it. Burn it. Did you hear me, Jekyll?

LUCY: And he held the torch

That crackled like the killer's voice...

JEKYLL: Are you disobeying a direct order?

LUCY: And he knew this was the moment

He must make a choice...

JEKYLL: I knew it. He's bewitched you, too. You would throw away a promising career? John? Carry out the order!

UTTERSON:

And I live on forever, with Satan by my side!

JEKYLL

Kyrie Eleison

God have mercy on your soul

Do away with this seditious ingrate.

UTTERSON

And as his gun, the soldier drew

Who should appear - the killer Edward Hyde

He hurled a stone, the bullet flew

And then they both escaped into the dark...

JOHN

Don't stand there, get them! I don't care if you have to burn down all of London!

Hunt down the killer Edward Hyde

Don't let him flee

And vanish in the night

These are the flames of Edward Hyde

While he is free

Our torches will burn bright

UTTERSON /JEKYLL

Hunt down the killer Edward Hyde

Let/Don't let him flee

And vanish in the night

These are the flames of Edward Hyde

While he is free

Their/Our torches will burn bright

JEKYLL

What have I done for Edward Hyde?

Why do I hear his voice inside my head?

Why do I think of Edward Hyde?

With my career and prospects left for dead

Once more my duty calls

London is burning

Lit to expose that furtive pair

Sneaking about out there...

UTTERSON

Somewhere he is lost...

UTTERSON/ JEKYLL

Edward Hyde!

JOHN /JEKYLL

Where is the killer called Edward Hyde?

The flames grow tall

And sharp as fleurs-de-lis

All London burns for Edward Hyde

And still it all

Comes down to him and me

JEKYLL

The devil dwells in Edward Hyde

UTTERSON

I've got to find him...

JEKYLL

Resist his charm

UTTERSON/ LISA

Wake up the city and sound the alarm!

JEKYLL / SOLDIERS

Wake up the city and sound the alarm!

LUCY / CHORUS

Wake up the city and sound the alarm!

ALL PRINCIPLES

These are the flames of Edward Hyde

The night is singing

Of Edward Hyde

Even the call of the Scotland Yard!