War Pigs - Basement Tape

Witches gather up black masses
Bodies burning in red ashes
On the hill, the church in ruin
It's the scene of evil-doin'

It's the place for all bad sinners
Watch them eating dead rats' innards
I guess it's the same
Wherever you may go
Oh Lord, yeah

Carry banners wasting out the Lord
See me rocking in my grave
See them anoint my head with their bright blood
See them stick their stakes on me (oh)

Don't hold me back though
I just gotta go
They've got a hold of my soul now
Look at my brain, it's thick with blood unseen
Look in my eyes, therе are none
Yeah

On thе scene, a priest appears
Sinners falling at his knees
Satan send out funeral pyres
Cast the priest into the fire

It's the place for all bad sinners
Watch them eating dead rats' innards
I guess it's the same
Wherever you may go
Oh Lord, yeah