I am….

Born, with darkness in his raging heart.  A beast pulled from a bloody womb, howling at life.  Born with ruin in his wake and ruin in his future.  Born on a new moon, and with a cold wind howling in the city streets.  The darkness spreads.

I am….

Dead, with bullets spaced about dying flesh.  Dead…two bodies lay nearby and and the cold heart stops as siren scream. Dead long months in a pale and lonely place, white clad angels moving to and fro.  People point, soon to be both dead and alive. The darkness struggles.

I am….

Reborn, into hell on earth. Starvation and rot.  Reborn in a cage that means life where it had meant death. Reborn with the sound of flesh on metal over and over and over. Reborn as the  gate opens and the fight begins.  Reborn on a field of corpses trodden with sure feet.  And the darkness come…

I am….Conquest.