Dusk descends and the bombs explode, panic stricken masses,
bodies burning in the night. The stench of oil, the taste of
sand, skulls and broken bones left buried under tracks. Their
veils and rags laid to waste rolling thunder blasting
everything in thermal sights. On treads of steel is
justiceserved, they once preyed on fear, now they pray for
their lives. Roaring armor, blazing guns of rage, a decimating
tool, dealing rounds of strife, rendering submission. A crash
course of vengeance, iron steeds roll on. Comineer this
conquest, heavy barrel leads teh way. Charging throught
resistance, iron steeds roll on, pounding rounds of led into
your chest, heavy barrel only way. STRIKE!
Your wasteland winds bring tidings of war so run to your holes
and prepare for consequences. Introduce you all to our way,
casualties of war forever, a maniacal display, enemy lines to
spearhead and sever, you elect the way of pain from ballistic
endeavor, A2 Battalion of Hate... Tear the souls apart.
Pounding rounds of lead into your chest, heavy barrel the only
way. A crash course in vengeance Iron steeds roll on. Domineer
this conquest, heavy barrel leads the way. Charging through
resistance, Iron steeds roll on, pounding rounds of lead into
your chest, heavy barrel the only way to live!
