 Generals gather in their masses, just like witches at black masses. Evil minds that plot destruction, sorcerer of desk construction. In the fields the body's burning, as the war machine keeps turning. Death and hatred to mankind. Poisoning their brainwashed minds. Oh Lord, yeah. Titians hide themselves away. They only started the war. Why should they go out to fight? They leave that to all the poor, yeah. Time will tell on their power minds. War, making war just for fun. Treating people just like pawns in chess. Wait till their judgement day comes, yeah. In darkness, world stops turning. Ashes wear their bodies burning. No more war pigs have the power. Hand of God has struck the hour. Day of judgement God is calling. On their knees the war pigs crawling. Begging mercies for their sins. Begging mercies for their sins. Satan laughing spreads his wings. Oh Lord, yeah.