Tank

No more words to say.
All you got is pain.
I’ll become your death,
Bullet in your brain.

Now it’s time to pray.
Enemies will fall.
I will make you run,
Run with no control.


I’m tank – I’m made of fire and steel.
I’m tank – I’m always ready to kill.
I’m tank – that crazy heavy machine.
I’m tank – so, let destruction begin.


Do you really know
What you’re living for?
Look into my eyes!
Man, it’s not your war!

Rage is in my heart,
Blood is on my hands.
Die with no respect
In forgotten lands.


I’m tank – I’m made of fire and steel… (repeat)


It’s my dirty boots
Right against your chest.
You should know for sure:
I will do my best.

I’m the higher force.
Stay away from me.
Just a piece of shit.
Face your destiny.


I’m tank – I’m made of fire and steel… (repeat)


© Andrew Mosckalev, 13.10.2019
for Dead Bastards


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