Slowly it fades away
like a tide it swung
like a sin it clung
i wish it could stay.
times they are a changing my friend
painful times joyous times
its just a date its just a fucking date
why shouldn’t we all call it fate.
i know not what lies ahead
you never do
but i would be there when it comes
come what may i would be ready.
they say every sunrise should herald
a new beginning a new era
they say every act in itself behold
a new championed metaphoric viscera.
cometh two oh oh eight
i stand the test of times
i will fight the warrior i will fight the great
i will stand whatever it takes.