Novus Ordo Seclorum 歌词

With guiltless, bloody hands We mold this earth like clay Into our Grand Vision of Man The Utopia of Disarray Watching from the shadows As you toil at our feet For scraps from our table We are the Swine Elite Your fields are burning Your lineage will fail The wheel forever turning You slave away to no avail Our little beasts of burden Marching to the abattoir Your corpses fuel our Empire I'll crush you like the peasant that you are Immerse yourself in sweet delusions all your life Pretend to be content The gluttony and mass confusion serve to hide Our vicious true intent We are your masters Rulers of unwashed masses Your labors feed our gluttony Bow to me At the Altar of the All-Seeing Eye When will you learn that me you cannot slay? Fools, fools I spit upon your fire We devour your freedom In the name of security A New World Order Built up hypocrisy There is no future Untouched by our fallacy We kings shall butcher The sheep of democracy With guiltless, bloody hands We mold this earth like clay Into our Grand Vision of Man The Utopia of Disarray Watching from the shadows As you toil at our feet For scraps from our table We are the Swine Elite