The message of this song is mostly about society these days. The
government knows everything about the people, and uses its knowledge
to be able to control the people; not necessairily in the best of all
possible ways. The term New World Order is generally attributed to US
President George Bush, but was actually first used in 1983, five years
before Bush ever said it.
Where hath the apostles gone?
Joining hands with evil ones.
Revelation has come to pass;
New World Order will hold the mass.
Book written by a man,
used to control and command.
Our rights will be denied;
without the mark, you shall die.
No confession; all is known, all is known.
New World Order, you shall be shown, shall be shown.
No confession; all is known, all is known.
New World Order, you shall be shown, shall be shown.
Monitoring all wages,
New World Order comes in stages.
Currency is obsolete;
feel the agony of defeat.
Symbol of society today;
a must-have, or you shall pay.
As human flesh leads the mind,
just a pawn, the last martyr dies.
No confession; all is known, all is known.
New World Order, you shall be shown, shall be shown.
No confession; all is known, all is known.
New World Order, you shall be shown, shall be shown.
Where hath the apostles gone?
Joining hands with evil ones.
Revelation has come to pass;
New World Order will hold the mass.
This is an interesting song, with some biblical referances in it These
make it difficult to interpret because I do not know what is and is not
biblical in it. It is about some sort of false god ( or at least a
leader ) who is on the decline but is unable to stop his fate from
coming to him. Some god he is.
drink as did Bacchus, rebel just like Cain.
Lord of the city I shall remain,
all pandemonium I shall reign.
Set in my fortress, up on my hill,
drinking the wine til I've had my fill.
Building up high my castle walls,
oh, to veil my splendid fall.
I present you, I present you, I present you
this crown of worms
I present you, I present you, I present you
this crown of worms
Surrounding myself with misery
drawn curtains heavy of my history.
Exquisite, I am perfect unity
on my left hand is a false majesty.
I feign affection, refute the true story,
dispute with creation, the lie is my glory.
I care for no-one, my gospel is death;
for me, the light's gone, only darkness is left.
I present you, I present you, I present you
this crown of worms
I present you, I present you, I present you
this crown of worms
As black as deed, as cold as stone;
A commandment of one, as proud as gold;
as neglected in spirit, as time is old,
as legions of numbers, as legend is told.
I am alone with the agone of truth.
My power of will, my judgement and chain,
my end is knowledge and conscience of guilt;
my final confusion, hidden from me til I'm done.
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