3 Inches Of Blood - Execution Tank lyrics

This is the end, the final fight Spitting fire as it rolls across the grave Unearthly force and cruel design Feel the tremors of a sadistic d**h machine Shells explode overhead Ma** obliteration begun Certain d**h, no remorse Are you prepared for what's to come Sentenced to face the execution Cannon will aim right for your face Precise and true the execution tank The execution tank Endless rounds of bullets will not pierce Armor so thick it withstands every attack Demoralized it's enemies will run Only to delay the fate The tank will bring to them Bodies blown clean apart Another thousand widows cry with grief Skulls are crushed by it's treads The war cannot be won When facing this beast Surrender your life to the execution tank It's like a terrifying storm With it's bloody hulking form An objective that is never done Hatred pours from every gun