War Pigs

Black Sabbath

Gen'rals gathered in their masses,

Just like witches at black masses

Evil minds that plot destruction,

Sorcerer of death's construction

In the fields the bodies burning,

As the war machine keeps turning

Death and hatred to mankind,

Poisoning their brainwashed minds

Oh Lord yeah

Politicians hide themselves away

They only started the war

Why should they go out to fight?

They leave that role for the poor, yeah

Time will tell on their power minds,

Making war just for fun

Treating people just like pawns in chess,

Wait 'till their judgement day comes, yeah

Now in darkness world stops turning,

Ashes where the bodies burning

No more War Pigs have the power,

Hand of God has struck the hour

Day of judgement, God is calling

On their knees the war pigs crawling,

Begging mercies for their sins

Satan, laughing, spreads his wings

Oh Lord yeah