You won't stem the tide
You are powerless against
The endless chain of events
Nothing ever stayed the same
You like to believe that
Morals deteriorate
Traditions lose their meanings
The old values are lost
You see signs of the times
Ever changing with disbelief
You see signs of the times
Ever changing
At the end of every day
One has to face new dead certainties
You're cursed to adopt
Or you are lost between dead certainties
Nothing really is as it's always been
The wheel of time is ever turning
But you are bound to remain
In cessation
While history moves forward
Times waits for no slave