Set to 'Land of Confusion' by Disturbed
I must have logged in a thousand times
Submitted a million CCRs
But I can hear the marching feet
They're moving into Mara
Now, did you read the Sentinal today?
They say the crap has gone away
But I can see the game still blows
They're burning it for the future
There's too many fools, too many whiners
Making too many problems
And there's not much love to go around
Can't you see this is the land of Recursion?
This is the server we play on
And this is the game we're given
Play it and let's stop crying
To make it a place worth playing in
Oh, Brewko, where are you now?
When everything's gone wrong somehow?
The men of *CENSORED*, these men of elitism
Are losing control by the hour
This is the time, this is the place
So we look for the future
But there's not much love to go around
Tell me why this is the land of Recursion
This is the server we play on
And this is the game we're given
Play it and let's stop crying
To make it a place worth playing in
I remember long ago
When the game was shining
And all the LETs were bright all through the night
In the wake of this garbage, as I played you constant
So long ago
I won't be coming home tonight
Our player base will put it right
We're not just making claims
That we know they’ll never implement
There's too many fools, too many whiners
Making too many problems
And there's not much love to go round
Can't you see this is the land of Recursion?
Now, this is the server we play on
And this is the game we’re given
Play it and let’s stop crying
To make it a game worth fighting for
This is the server we play on
And this is the game we’re given
Shut up and let's start showing
Just where our devs are going to
~V
I must have logged in a thousand times
Submitted a million CCRs
But I can hear the marching feet
They're moving into Mara
Now, did you read the Sentinal today?
They say the crap has gone away
But I can see the game still blows
They're burning it for the future
There's too many fools, too many whiners
Making too many problems
And there's not much love to go around
Can't you see this is the land of Recursion?
This is the server we play on
And this is the game we're given
Play it and let's stop crying
To make it a place worth playing in
Oh, Brewko, where are you now?
When everything's gone wrong somehow?
The men of *CENSORED*, these men of elitism
Are losing control by the hour
This is the time, this is the place
So we look for the future
But there's not much love to go around
Tell me why this is the land of Recursion
This is the server we play on
And this is the game we're given
Play it and let's stop crying
To make it a place worth playing in
I remember long ago
When the game was shining
And all the LETs were bright all through the night
In the wake of this garbage, as I played you constant
So long ago
I won't be coming home tonight
Our player base will put it right
We're not just making claims
That we know they’ll never implement
There's too many fools, too many whiners
Making too many problems
And there's not much love to go round
Can't you see this is the land of Recursion?
Now, this is the server we play on
And this is the game we’re given
Play it and let’s stop crying
To make it a game worth fighting for
This is the server we play on
And this is the game we’re given
Shut up and let's start showing
Just where our devs are going to
~V
