I'm not sure how to describe what I found... Pulverized? Burned? Nuked? All of the above. Someone destroyed it. Our home, razed to the ground. Everyone killed. Everything burned.
If you're seeing this, you've been to Gallifrey. When I said "someone" did that, obviously I meant... I did. I had to make them pay for what I discovered. They lied to us. The founding fathers of Gallifrey... everything we were told was a lie. We're not who we think. You or I, the whole existence of our species, built on the lie of the Timeless Child.
[The Doctor winces in pain as she experiences strange flashbacks]
Do you see it? It's buried deep in all our memories, in our identity. [sighs] I'd tell you more, but... [bitterly] But why would I make it easy for you? It wasn't for me.