War Pigs

Generals gathered in their masses Just like witches at black masses Evil minds that plot destruction The sorcerer of death's construction In the field the bodies burning As the war machine keeps turning Death and hatred to mankind Poisoning the brainwashed mind Politicians hide themselves away They only started the war Why should they go out to fight? They leave that role to the poor Time will tell on their power minds Making war just for fun Treating people just like pawns in chess Wait till their judgment day comes Now in darkness world stops turning Ashes with the bodies burning No more war pigs have the power Hand of God has struck the hour Day of judgment, God is calling On their knees the war pigs crawling Begging mercy for their sins Fate's hand laughing spreads its wings