Necropanzer

Scattered and shattered, submerged remains

Green grow the rushes-o on forgotten graves

Bound to return by the final command

Churning and burning from the earth of motherland

Black metal glowing, molten slag and steel

Victims are going in the crushing wheel

Beware the iron beast

Phantoms in the trees

Hear the dread commander

Ready! Aim! Fire the Necropanzer!

Look out! It drives right through you, hair's turning white

Skull moon-craters on a clear and cursed night

Peasant priest make your holy stand

Blown straight to heaven by Lucifer's hand

Forged on the anvil - the war to end all wars

With phantom power, from a pagan source

The battlefield is silent beneath the winter night

The wreckage of an evil empire is buried from our sight

Silken clouds are parting to reveal the crescent moon

And from the mist comes an iron fist to reenact its doom

The turret is rusted shut, there's no hand upon the wheel

The phantom of a cannon in the ghost of coldest steel

And yet the engine sputters, and roars with afterlife

Still hellbent on its mission to fight for evil's might

Beware the iron beast

Phantoms in the trees

Hear the dread commander

Ready! Aim!

Beware the iron beast

Beg upon your knees

Death becomes the dancer

Ready! Aim! Hellfire!

The Necropanzer