Tankist - Godspear

Across the sea and in your land,
on fertile hills and in the sand
I've lived thousands of years,
killed thousands every year,
I am godspear!

Prehistoric mind disease
infecting infidels with ease.
World will face my will in tears,
hurled to kill with no frontiers.
I am godspear!

Throw away
all your ways.
You will crave
a mental grave.

I am not seen but felt.
I do not deal but my will is dealt.

You must adhere
and love the fear,
trust me, dear,
thrust the godspear!

I've outlived thousands of men
yet I ain't god nor spear, but man.