This decay is tearing away at men who were created to be protectors of this pure love, not defenders of this sickening last. That strips away and decays all our minds. It destroys who men are and rips away, corrodes who women are, a beautiful creation. This sickness, it's tearing us apart. So turn away, it dies tonight. This sickness, it dies tonight. We'll throw it away. With this last there will be wrath.