Well, hello there Miss,
Allow me to introduce myself,
I am my master’s Hyde, the devil on her shoulder,
Basically, the fun one in the relationship.
You seem shocked,
she does play the goody-two-shoes part well,
I’ll give her that,
Although, it was my idea, you know, social pretenses and all,
We worked well…until now.
You see, she has great potential,
She has a delicious darkness within,
This stuff is of legends, it doesn’t happen often.
I get shivers of excitement when she unleashes her imagination
It is glorious, bloody, tantalizing, shocking,
but she keeps it imprisoned, never makes it real
It’s like having a blockbuster script and no movie.
Did you know they never assigned her an angel?
Nope, it has always just been lonely little me,
But they had a point, why waste resources,
On such a perfect like psychotic sweetie?
She runs from it, from me,
but you can’t hide from the abyss of your soul,
She’ll find her way eventually, I suppose,
but, you know, I do get so bored,
So I mess with her dreams and whisper things in her ear,
What? It is my job, after all,
To give her a little nudge now and then,
to help her embrace her true self,
and unleash upon mankind the horror within.