N.W.O. - Ministry

All the locals hide their tears of regret

Open fire 'cause I love you to death

Sky high, with a heartache of stone

You’ll never see me 'cause I’m always alone

How to love without a trace of dissent

I’ll buy the torture, you pay for the rent

Tied high with a broken command

All alone to the promised land

I’m in love with this malicious intent

You’ve been taken but you don’t know it yet

What you will know must never live to be found

'Cause it’s the subject of the eyes of the clown

What we are looking at is

Good and evil, right and wrong

A new world order

I believe in freedom

A new world order

God bless America

God bless America

God bless America

A new world order

A new world order

A new world order

We’re not about to make that same mistake