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800 horse power monster of steel
On caterpillars he rides in pursuit of a kill.
Behind him lies a river of flesh and blood,
Mutilated bodies of children.

Mass devastation and ruins
No-one as a match.
Tramples down his path
A foe to be reckoned with
A foe to be feared.

A true tank from hell!

Armed to the teeth with cannons and guns,
To cut down his foes that stay on his path.
Camouflage of barbwire and his spikes
Blood and bones stuck on his back.

A terrifying sight for anyone to see
Run in terror, run for your life!
A foe to be reckoned with
A foe to be feared.

A true tank from hell!

Smell of diesel and screech of caterpillars
A clear sign. It´s time to run!
He will rain down bullets and shells on fools,
Bold enough to stand in his way

Run´em down, cut´em up, make a mess of the place
When he arrives hell on earth awaits.

Best job I ever had

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