I am floating high above you all on a cloud of pain. I can see you all, but I don't have enough emotion left to feel sorry for you, or to mock you because none of you have this. None of you are floating. You don't even know about this cloud. You're so naive, [dumb, disillusioned] you know nothing. Nothing true, at least. I was like you. Then fire bought me to this cloud. Now I am better than you all, now I know the truth. I know what is real, I know what is fake. I know that pain is real and that you are fake. You're as fake as they come [cum]. I was fake. Maybe I still am, but this pain is real. This cloud is real. And they are mine!