| Times are changing, things come and go, | |
| Things are getting worse the earth, a black hole, | |
| I say to myself "will this shit ever change?" | |
| Will it ever improve or will it stay the same? | |
| It's plain to me that things are amiss, | |
| Because i've seen better days than this, | |
| How could we let it get as bad as it is? | |
| Because i've seen better days than this, | |
| It's plain to me that things are amiss. | |
| Famine and war, hate and disgrace, | |
| Incest and murder, raping the rat race, | |
| I see no end to this suffering, | |
| Faith, hope and love are burnt offerings. | |
| Decline and fall of modern man, our fate is sealed by our own hand, | |
| Time spinning onward we're regressing fast, | |
| Signs of the times say these days might be our last, | |
| Better days are gone forever i fear, | |
| Our hate dictates our fate, apocalypse is here. |