Forward moving, never slowing 
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... 
storm of fire, intimidating 
Its poison touches all... 
For generations [bad word] 

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