Prompt: Generals gather on the ashes, just like witches at black masses; evil minds that plot destruction; sorcerers of death's construction.
In the fields the bodies burning as the war machine keeps turning; death and hatred to mankind; poisoning our brainwashed minds.
Oh Lord yeah!
Politicians hide themselves away after they've started a war. Why should they go out to fight? They leave that role to the poor.
Time will reveal 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, the world stops turning; ashes where the bodies are burning.
No more War Pigs have the power: The Hand of God has struck the hour.
On the 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, yeah!