War Pigs Songtext
von Ruthie Foster

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

In the fields, the bodice burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
Poisoned that brainwashed might

Oh Lord, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah

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

Oh Lord, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh


Time will tell on their coward mind
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait 'til their judgment day comes

Oh, yeah
Woo, ooh, ooh
Yeah, yeah

Down when darkness, world stops turning
Ashes where the body′s burning
No more war pigs have the power
Hand of God has struck the hour

Day of Judgment, dawn is calling
On the knees, the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan laugh, and spread his word

Hey-, yeah, yeah
Whoa, yeah-yeah
Oh-ooh, my, my, my, my, my
Oh, yeah-hey
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, ooh, oh, yeah