War Pigs

Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcer of death's construction

In the fields, the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
Torturing their brainwashed minds
Oh lord, yah

Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor, yah

Time will tell their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait 'til their judgement day comes

Wolf are you in Grandma's clothing?
Now in darknesss, world stops turning
Ashes where their 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
Satan laughing, spreads his wings
Oh lord, yah
Oh, yah



Credits
Writer(s): T. Butler, J. Osbourne, W. Ward, F. Iommi
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