Miracle Of Sound - Comin' for your Tank

Concrete,
Chaos,
Rubble, ruin.

Hellfire
for your
steel cocoon

Blindside,
Blastcharge,
Thunderclap.

Metal
war hulk
blown to scrap.

Rushing this battlefield,
I'm moving for the kill,
under the static eyes of snipers on the hill.
Your iron shell pitted against my iron will(ooh)

I love the clatter and the clutter and the clank
I'll take on anyone regardless of the rank
Your engineers are 'bout to feeling stinky shank, 'cause

I'M COMING FOR YOUR TANK!
I'M COMING FOR YOUR TANK!
I rush straight into your warpath(ooh)
Combustion light up the sky(ooh)
Think you're so safe in your tin' can.(ooh)
GET READY TO FRY!

I'm coming for your tank, motherfucker...
I'M COMING FOR TOUR TANK
I'm coming for your tank, bitch!