Length (2:45)
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Story behind the song
This is when Jervis Tetch had control of Constantine, making the Son Raven unleash near-all of his power upon the adult Beast Boy in Chapter 15. It takes a while because Constantine hasn't become this powerful since the fight with Dracula. You might recognize the tune from somewhere.
Lyrics
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“Yes. Hehe. I’ve been holding back this whole time. You haven’t even seen my real power. So far, I’ve been only fighting with ten percent of it.”
“Ten percent? Yeah right.”
“Let me show you,” he suggested, “how’s about fifty percent? Good enough?”
Constantine spread his legs just a little so his body outline was like a trapezoid. His arms lowered to his mid-stomach. Little bits of negative energy appeared at his feet, and then rose to his forehead. The bits of energy became larger, until a crater like before formed below his feet, and he was hovering. If Beast Boy wanted a show, that’s what he was going to get.
Going from ten to fifty percent was not as easy as one would think. Constantine’s coat fluttered in the wind. His mask seemed to want to leave his face. His pants began to rise and fall. Small drafts of wind and dust were blown from his feet.
Beast Boy had to shield his eyes. Constantine made a small groan that turned into a shout. That same piano tune rang in Beast Boy’s ears. Black light sparked from Constantine’s fingertips. The sky became darker, as if Constantine was absorbing all the light. But he wasn’t absorbing light, he was releasing darkness. The darkness that had been bottled up inside of him for so many years that his mother had told him never to let loose.
Then Constantine’s body began to shake as his muscles expanded. The shouts turned into roars as raw power filled his body. Beast Boy was in for a world of hurt, and he knew it. His body also began to shake as he witnessed Constantine prove to all that he was the Son of Raven.
Constantine’s heart began to beat rapidly, as the powers granted to him maternally were surging through his body and rushing through his veins. Beast Boy now understood why Constantine was so confident. Constantine was converting the negative energy that would normally be used to levitate objects into brute strength. He had mastered a skill that Raven never could.
Constantine’s head rose and he began to stare at the sky. Still screaming in that same unvarying tone, he saw the skies darken and small tornados appear in the atmosphere. They danced across the night like Constantine was their maestro.
Beast Boy grunted as he tried not to lose his footing. It was very difficult to remain standing. Constantine’s power was overwhelming. Fifty percent. Wow. He wasn’t bluffing. Beast Boy looked into Constantine’s eyes, and the same black flame that emitted from his hands was now shining in his eyes.
The shouts ceased. Constantine had done it. He had reached his fifty percent checkpoint. Beast Boy was too shaken to even look at him, he had to look at the ground. Constantine walked toward him, making small impressions in the earth as he did. Beast Boy began to sweat. Then he heard Constantine’s voice.
“Ah, you sense my power, and it’s hard to bear. Ah.”