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!
— Black Sabbath - War Pigs
War is the father of us all, King of all. Some it makes gods, some it makes men, some it makes slaves, some free.