Forward moving, never slowing
A soulles machine that hungers for victory
Tear through the soil, tear through the
soul
Power in motion, daunting procession
Swift and cunning...
Striking down the opposition
Stand and fight...
Resist
its might and be erased
Rolling forward, like thunder for glory
Seizing the day, seizing the night
All or nothing, and all it
will take
Breathing its chaos over the land
Raining down...
A storm of fire, intimidating
Its poison touches all...
For
generations to come
Cutting the throats and bleeding all hopes
Tireless and savage, preying on fear
Courting death, while
trampling life
Exist for the battle, live for the war
Assume no blame...
The blood it sheds, a purpose served
And when
it's done...
We'll call it back to march again