Forward moving, never slowing

A soulless 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



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