Bow down or die! Bow down or die! From Hell rumbles Satan's beast. A armored chariot, knows not defeat. Preparing to serve a hellion feast. Run now, don't look back! Run now, don't look back! Ground shaking, fuel in the air choking, black lungs baking. Carving tracks into the warfare field. Mere soldiers drop their weapons to yield. Men stare into the unknown. Turret screeches, tractor groans. The dawning of a sinister day. Nothing's quiet on the Western front. Red skies burn from the East. Let loose its venom. Shells squeal delight. There's Hell on earth. Explosions a light the night. Unleash a thousand bolts of lightning.
Alfred C. Martino
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