War is humanity at its stupidest, weakest point.

I'm not saying there aren't things worth fighting over. But war, the way we know it, is between States. In other words, between small groups of arbitrary bureaucrats.

But YOUR son and daughters, of course, do the dieing.

They fight. Your kids die.

Easy-peasy lemon-squeezy.

I was a teen during the Devil Music Days. This, they said, was a song about witchcraft and the devil.

Well, yeah. But that's not the point of the song.

The Generals are the witches, using magic arts to construct mass human death.

Always in lust of more power, the politicians treat "people just like pawns in chess" while sending the poor to war.

In the hour of judgment, they crawl on their knees begging for mercy. When "Satan, laughing, spreads his wings…"

War Pigs

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…
Oh Lord yeah!

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

Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait ’till their judgment day comes, yeah!

Now in darkness, world stops turning
Ashes where the bodies 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 pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings…
Oh Lord, yeah!

The Devil Worshippers are the murderous politicians and generals. The bad guys.

It's a simple, powerful message. Lyrics are spectacular. The riff... just badass. That funky rhythm when Ozzy starts singing. I mean, listen to Bill Ward's drumming. Fire!