Living through the glory, living through the pain
Fighting in a war, you ghought would bring freedom once
again
You fought against a foe, that weren't real enemies
Whilst certain people stayed at home, and your money they
did sieze
New order, our time will come!
New order, our time will come!
Now the battles over and your country is in chains
No land was the winner, no-one ever gained
Apart from shaky money lenders, high in ivory towers
Where they look down on the nation, and plot for many
hours
New order, our time will come!
New order, our time will come!
When the chance arose, to free your land again
You marched forth to battle, to misery and pain
You believed another war would free your sacred land
But all you did, was what the bankers bid
In another war they'd planned