AN- Thanks to for suggesting this song. I promised I'd use it and I have, and you have two chapters to read now! They sort of link, so first is Jekyll singing, and then Hyde had to reply. Plus, I haven't given Hyde a song yet, so I guess I owed him. Anyway, here ya go.
Jekyll is sitting alone in his room, glancing from time to time at the box containing his potion. Hyde was talking to him about drinking some of the elixir, first asking him, and then ordering him to. Jekyll felt he was much better at refusing to do so and continued.
'DRINK IT.'
''No.''
'DO IT NOW!'
''I said NO.''
He stood up and turned away from the desk were his box sat.
Jekyll:
A court is in session, a verdict is in
No appeal on the docket todaJust my own sin
The walls are cold and pale
The cage made of steel
Screams fill the room
Alone I drop and kneel
He now neared the door and considered leaving the room for some space.
Jekyll:
Silence now the sound
My breath the only motion round
Demons cluttering around
My face showing no emotion
Shackled by my sentence
Expecting no return
Here there is no penance
My skin begins to burn
He yanked the door open and began to walk down the corridor; Hyde's glaring face visible each time he passed a reflective surface.
Jekyll:
So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
We're all held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one
I hear thunder in the distance
See a vision of a cross
I feel the pain that was given
On that sad day of loss
A lion roars in the darkness
Only he holds the key
A light to free me from my
So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
We're all held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one
I cry out to god
Seeking only his decision
Gabriel stands and confirms
I've created my own prison
Hyde laughed and Jekyll decided he'd rather return to his room. He could handle Hyde now, surely.
Jekyll:
So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
We're all held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one
Should have been dead on a Sunday morning
Banging my head
No time for mourning
Ain't got no time
Jekyll reached his room and shut the door, leaning against it. He looked up towards the desk again.
'You want my freedom and you know it…'