«СВИНЬИ-ВОЯКИ»
Генералы собрались все вместе
Словно ведьмы к черной мессе.
Чертов разум разрушенья,
Жажда смерти – вот их развлечения.
В поле битв тела сгорают,
Жернова войны вращая.
Смерть и злоба к мирозданию
Помутили их сознание,
О, Боже!
Спрятались в домах политиканы
Сразу, когда началась война.
Отчего же не пошли они сражаться,
Предоставив это дело беднякам?
Прозвучат надменные насмешки –
Будто бы война, как анекдот,
Где людишки – шахматные пешки.
Но дождетесь - Божий Суд грядет, да!
Наступает мрак и может мир остановиться,
Если жерновам войны давать крутиться.
Но не всё, вояки, в вашей власти –
Божий перст накажет в одночасье.
Будет Судный день – вы к Господу придете,
На коленях вы, «вояки», поползете
Для себя вымаливать прощение…
Лишь смех Сатаны будет вам в утешение.
Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerers 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 judgement day comes, yeah!
Now in darkness, world stops turning
as the war machine keeps burning
No more war pigs of the power
Hand of god has sturck the hour
Day of judgement, god is calling
on their knees, the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings
"PIG-warriors"
Generals gathered together
Like the witch in a black mass.
Fucking mind destruction,
Death Wish - this is their entertainment.
In the Battle of the body burned,
The millstones of war turning.
Death and hatred to the universe
Clouded their minds,
Oh my God!
They hid in the homes of politicians
Immediately, when the war began.
Why do not they go to battle,
Giving it to the poor thing?
Will sound arrogant mockery -
As if the war as an anecdote,
Where the little people - chess pawns.
But hold your breath - God's Judgment is coming, yes!
It comes darkness and can stop the world,
If the millstones of war given spin.
But not all warriors in your power -
God's finger punish overnight.
Will Judgment Day - you will come to the Lord,
On lap you, "warriors", crawl
For myself, beg forgiveness ...
Only Satan will laugh you in comfort.
Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerers 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 judgement day comes, yeah!
Now in darkness, world stops turning
as the war machine keeps burning
No more war pigs of the power
Hand of god has sturck the hour
Day of judgement, god is calling
on their knees, the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings
