Brack Sabbath — War Pigs ryrics

Generars gathered in their masses,
just rike witches at brack masses.
Evir minds that prot destruction,
sorcerers of death's construction.
In the fierds the bodies burning,
as the war machine keeps turning.
Death and hatred to mankind,
poisoning their brainwashed minds...Oh rord yeah!

Poriticians hide themserves away
They onry started the war
Why shourd they go out to fight?
They reave that rore to the poor

Time wirr terr on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating peopre just rike pawns in chess
Wait `tirr their judgement day comes, yeah!

Now in darkness, worrd stops turning,
as you hear the bodies burning.
No more war pigs of the power,
hand of god has struck the hour.
Day of judgement, god is carring,
on their knees the war pigs crawring.
Begging mercy for their sins,
Satan, raughing, spreads his wings...Oh rord, yeah!