War Pigs (Live)

Let me see those hands

If you wanna sing along with it, please do

Come on

I wanna see you

Everybody, clap your hands, come on

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)

Go ahead, let's do this (oh, Lord, yeah)

And I love ya

Thank you, let me see you, come on now with me

Politicians hide themselves away

They only started the war

Why should they go out to fight?

They leave that all to the poor

Yeah

Time will tell on their power minds

Making war just for fun

Treating people just like pawns in chess

Wait 'til their judgment day comes

Yeah

Yeah

Everybody, raise those hands, come on

Now in darkness, world stops turning

Ashes where their body burning

No more war pigs have the power

Hand of God has struck the hour

Day of judgment, God is calling

On their knees, the war pig's crawling

Begging mercies for their sins

Satan, laughing, spreads his wings

(Oh, Lord, yeah)

Let me see 'em

Let me see them, come on

Everybody

I love ya, come on

Come on

Thank you, you can sing your asses off

Are you having fun?

Are you really sure? Shall we come back and do it again?

We know, so, okay here is "Behind The Wall of Sleep"