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When the time comes
As a lot of you have probably noticed, I am not an old man
Or at least this body is not that of an old man
For you see I am the reincarnation of the oldest man
The original man, the first thing to crawl out of the ocean and walk on this gods green earth
I am skin, I am bone, I am young and I am able
You can’t stop this, soon you will bow, soon you will all be mine
The slipping of the sand in the hour glass of time
Will end, along with everything you have come to love
But I can offer you a way past that my friends
For you see I am the way forward
Let me speak with this kind of tyranny in my voice when I tell you
If your are not with me you are against me
That is not something you want to be a part of
Let me leave you with these words
I am the giant
I am small, I am weak, I am humble
But when the time comes
I am the giant
Or at least this body is not that of an old man
For you see I am the reincarnation of the oldest man
The original man, the first thing to crawl out of the ocean and walk on this gods green earth
I am skin, I am bone, I am young and I am able
You can’t stop this, soon you will bow, soon you will all be mine
The slipping of the sand in the hour glass of time
Will end, along with everything you have come to love
But I can offer you a way past that my friends
For you see I am the way forward
Let me speak with this kind of tyranny in my voice when I tell you
If your are not with me you are against me
That is not something you want to be a part of
Let me leave you with these words
I am the giant
I am small, I am weak, I am humble
But when the time comes
I am the giant
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