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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 From Letras Mania