No one knew how we came to be. Or where we came from. It was one moment of darkness and then... light.
I believe our own people created us.
Well, I believe God himself created us
I believe we are God.
Us? God? Don't make me laugh.
I simply believe it was Faith.
I believe it was just meant to be.
Oh, please...it was just a coincidence.
Yeah, well, I think it was Destiny playing with mankind.
Maybe...we were once humans...
Wouldn't it be nice to be just human?
Just like them... just like our people; my people.
Oh, my beautiful people — my children of my nation!
You are my strength and my weakness.
With your perfect, beautiful flaws.
With your stubborn pride that made me, me.
With your aggressive gentleness.
And your tainted pureness.
Oh, how you made my land your home.
My land is your home.
This land is yours. I am more than willing to give you everything.
I shall make this a beautiful nation.
But, by God, why are you like this? How can you be so...
I am willing to die for you...to live for you!
and yet, you, you—
Why are we here?
There is a reason we are...
To hell with Faith,
Why are we here? Why are we here? why are we here?
why are we...
"No one knew how we came to be. Or where we came from. It was one moment of darkness and then... light."