War Pigs – Black Sabbath, lyrics

War Pigs
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

(Overheard this song coming from a delivery truck when I was walking around downtown Denver on Sunday, July 5, 2020. The guy wasn’t playing it especially loud but the town was unusually quiet. The song served to underline this, as opposed to adding to the usual urban cacophony. Happily, I’m a Black Sabbath fan. I think this is the first time I’ve read these lyrics in a while.)