My skin is cold
From these tears that seep into my flesh
I am white and pale from the frost of hate, deceit, and inferiority
I am a ghost
A wandering spirit
Ascending from the darkest depths of true knowledge
I hold the key
Which the apes can not obtain
My heart is black
For darkness is the light of the ancient
Knowledge is power
I am a titan towering over insects
I hold the key
Which is found within the true nature of a long denied soul
I am blooming
My dawn has arisen
The phoenix has risen from the ashes
From a fire ignited by the weak
I hold the key
To the door of my powers
They have awakened
In my rebirth from the stars of an astral dream
The apes cannot sleep
I wake on earth to find out that they mean…
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