Puppets Of The New World Order
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Lyrics
Intro
Ugh
Bow down
Bow down
Verse 1
Black boots marching on a broken avenue
Politicians shake their hands and smile for the camera
They drew the borders in the blood of the poor
Nobody voted for the men behind the curtain
Children learn to duck beneath the desk at school
And the masters count their chips in a glass tower
Pre-Chorus
No flag will save you now
No god will hear your cry
They own the ground you die upon
Chorus
New world order
New world order
Cattle to the slaughter
March us to the grave
Post-Chorus
Hey
Hey
Die
Die
Verse 2
Satellites decide which village burns tonight
A general drinks his whiskey while a mother screams
They trade our sons like cattle at an auction
Profit from the ash that settles on the caskets
Ratings climb when the cities turn to rubble
And the puppeteers are never on the news
Pre-Chorus
No hand will pull you out
No treaty stops the blade
They feast upon the world they made
Chorus
New world order
New world order
Cattle to the slaughter
March us to the grave
Post-Chorus
Hey
Hey
Die
Die
Bridge
We are the meat
We are the fuel
We are the numbers on a ledger
We are the meat
We are the fuel
We are the fertilizer for their fields
Guitar Solo
Chorus
New world order
New world order
Cattle to the slaughter
March us to the grave
Post-Chorus
Hey
Hey
Die
Die
New world order
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