Alles ändert sich…ich nicht Lyrics – Till Lindemann

Till Lindemann is flipping the holiday script with Alles ändert sich…ich nicht, his sly new single dropping today via Out of Line Music, and it lands like a spiked eggnog toast—watching the world twist into something new while he digs in his heels with that signature smirk.

This one’s a standalone gem, clocking in around four minutes of brooding cabaret-tinged rock that feels like a fireside rant from your eccentric uncle who’s seen too much. Lindemann handles lyrics and vocals solo, his gravelly baritone curling around piano swells and subtle strings courtesy of composer Clemens Wijers, who also mixed and produced. It’s got that theatrical Rammstein undercurrent but stripped back—think dark folk with a wink, evoking old German lieder laced with modern bite.

The themes? Pure provocation: Christmas lore crumbling under skepticism (“The kids don’t believe anymore”), a nod to evolving gender roles (“A woman with a beard must come”), and that stubborn core line, “Everything changes… not me.” It’s Lindemann unpacking cultural flux with humor and bite, turning festive nostalgia into a mirror for how traditions bend but egos don’t. No big features, just his voice tracking with Olsen Involtini, mastered crisp by Svante Forsbäck for that intimate punch.

The track hit streaming platforms this morning, right after the music video premiered on YouTube—directed by the duo Horris & Frances, it’s a visual fever dream of snowy whimsy gone wry, already pulling in views and shares. Lindemann teased it on his socials last week with cryptic clips of bearded Santas and feminist flares, and the full drop’s live now; search “Till Lindemann Alles ändert sich” on Spotify or Apple Music to queue it up alongside his solo catalog. Fans on Reddit and Facebook are already debating the bars, with some calling it his sharpest holiday jab since those Lindemann project outtakes.

At 63, Lindemann’s in this prolific groove, fresh off Rammstein’s Zeit tour wind-down and that Zunge reissue earlier this year packing unreleased cuts like “Prostitution.” His solo lane’s always been the playground for these personal, unfiltered swings—less pyrotechnics, more poetry that prods at taboos. After the band’s quieter ’25, this feels like his way of reclaiming the stage on his terms, blending satire with that unflinching gaze that’s kept him relevant across decades. It’s not out to offend so much as observe, reminding us change is the only constant, except maybe him.

Dive into the Alles ändert sich…ich nicht lyrics below and unpack its raw narrative. Don’t miss other Till Lindemann tracks for more of that provocative holiday edge.