Will hyde die upon the scaffold? Or will he find the courage To release himself at the last moment? God knows; I am careles; This is my true hour of d**h And what is to follow Concerns another than myself Here then, as I lay down The pen and proceed To seal up my confession I bring the life of that unhappy Henry jekyll to an end Wake up, mr hyde Stop to think what is right To hell with you mr kind I damn you out of my mind Wake up, mr hyde Stop to care about your lies To hell with you mr kind You'll never get what is mine Is it cold where you are? Do you fell safe in the dark? You really want to go this far? All alone in your hyde park Farewell, mr kind There's nothing left to hide I know, I must take your life To release what lies inside Farewell, mr kind It's time for you to die I have to sacrifice you To feel - to feel alive