I have crossed the plains of opulence
And sent truthfulness to the grave
I have fled from true serenity
And left the origin behind
The decades are pa**ing by
Times of yore
I've seen enough
Forlorn the gifts of life
Witnessing our nation descend into chaos
Called upon the times of yore
I fled from the true tranquility
To prevail the ways of life
The dacades keep pa**ing by
Times of yore
I've seen enough
Forlorn the gifts of life
Calling times of yore
Falling to the gore
Misled by a materialistic society
Back to the country where I belong
Calling times of yore
Falling to the gore
Times of yore
The country where serenity prevails
I keep searching for utter sincerity
I'm going back to where I came from
Times of yore