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