Ordre mondial [English translation]

(Monologues, mix)

Because even if this system communicates in different ways

Those are the same values that are being trampled

And it is the same system behind it

So we can see a philosophy that’s often the same that is one of expansion, piling up wealth, stealing and other such actions that gravitate around those behaviours

The multinationals are the ones who rule the world whether you like it or not

Our most fundamental rights are being trampled

They created an economical war. It’s a one and same system.

(Start of the song)

I’m here, everywhere, I’ve tightened the walls

I imposed my surveillance, cameras are everywhere in the streets

I widened the frontiers, a rampart for the third world

A battlefield for the undocumented, to make the business thrive

I don’t protect the human beings, I protect the capitals

I instaure the rules of the market in favour of the Occidentals

I am the art of pillaging while making you believe we don’t steal anything

At service of the economical growth, your declaration of the right of Man makes me laugh!

I hide behind ideologies to make public opinion agree

I imposed the biometry on your passports

I fabricated fear, in order to have everyone tapped

For I want to list everything, I want numbers and barcodes

I control your minds via the media, you’re at my mercy

The feet bogged down in inertia

For you believe yourselves free but you’re formatted ever since your school days

In order to teach you hierarchy, always obey orders

(Chorus) (x2)

I am the World Order

The order created by the powerful

Brotherhood, leaders of multinationals

Political economics, I’m the conjuncture

Imposed on the Planet, I instaured my dictatorship

I wiped the national power out, I impose my laws in countries

It is the game of illusion you call “democracy”

Because the order comes from me, certainly not from some people

I mould you at my at my will once you fall into fear

I am the Tyrant’s product, an organization which destroys

In the name of the market values, embed into your minds

I suck the Third World’s blood, I nab their politics

Order them to sell all of their ‘public assistances’ (services)

A nation is rising up? I’d cut it up without a penny

To better thrive on its hatred and lead it into civil war

For there is no better profit than one born of the business of death

Destruction, rebuilding, investments, firearm business

Pro wars thrive, I make the business grow

Set you one against another to better fuel my strength

For my reign spreads and grow in every one of your divisions

Liberally capitalist, at the service of your illusions

Chorus(x2)

Everything is profit, everything is merchandise, such is my motto

I invented classes in order to make you mistake your enemy

I gave you tools to help you fight against me

Syndicates, a few parties, but still supervised by my laws

I destroy nature, what matters is economical growth

Your planet has become my slave

I feed it waste, pollute it to its roots

While I eat my fill with new murderous measures

I poison your bodies with fiddled food

Genetically modified because evil makes more money

I messed up the climate, dehumanized men

Denatured the vital, wrecked the rising hope

I managed to make you believe that life came down to consume, consume

Consume in order to better build my empire

I am capable of the worst, to make you believe in what I want

If I control your minds, it’s thanks to the ‘culture of profit’

Chorus(x2)