What is this that steals the breath? What is this that horrifies? I've got an urge to kill. I've got a will to die. I'm creation. I'm destruction.
Where do they come from? Where do they hide? We are the sons of man bastardized. What is this that's tucked away? What has turned this twisted mind? I am your darkest secrets. I am your living lies. What is this terror? What does it feed upon? Why have you left us, the daughters and the sons? I'm life's creation. I'm light's destruction. I'm life destroyed.
Writer(s): Christopher May, David Marchand, Steven Grecco
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