Black Sabbath
- War Pigs
Generals 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 to the poor, yeah.
