You look at me; you ask who am I?
Where did I come from, and why am I here?
Do you wish me to speak the truth?
The words… are you willing to hear?
Who am I?
I am you; I am him; I am her; I am all of you.
Deep in the darkest part of you… I am there.
From the darkness without light.
Why am I here?
Did you not summon me?
With your war, with your hate… isn’t my being here fate?
You once had a choice.
You picked money; You picked power over humanity!
You ask who created I?
With your greed, with your deceit…
You created me; made me what I am…
Know me as Sargon…The Fallen One.