Recluse MMX - War From A Harlots Mouth

The more we learn

The less we know

It’s a thin line between

Regression and breakthrough

The future is now!

MMX!

Nothing to lose

And nothing to gain

Because it always stays the same

All that glitters — to us it is grey

This is not science fiction anymore

But we’re still on the same odyssey

Two millenniums forward and three steps back

Headfirst to the bottom of the downward spiral

The realization is upon thought now

And our hearts are trying to unlearn

We’re alone in this world

We’re bitter, stay cold

The future is now!

As we suffer, we love

As we sit here, we rot

As we reap, so we sow