War Pigs 
(track 01 from the Paranoid LP by Black Sabbath )
Generals gathered in their masses just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction: the sorcerer of Death’s construction
In the fields are bodies burning as the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind—poisoning their brainwashed minds
Oh Lord!
Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why shouldn’t they go out to fight?
Leave that role to the poor
Time will tell on their power-mad minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait until their judgment day comes
Now in darkness the world stops turning
With ashes where there were bodies burning
No more War Pigs have the power
The hand of God has struck the hour
Day of judgment, God is calling
On their knees the War Pigs are crawling and begging mercy for their sins
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings
Oh Lord!