There's [in Outcast] so much for my ear, brain and mind and body to gain.
Everything is something, but something is nothing.
I write with my past, about the future, for the present
Society has low standards for what is considered good or great music.
When my soul steps to exit this frame, I will be reincarnated as rain.
If you only had an hour to sum your whole life up, would you spend that hour saying that an hour ain't enough?