Слова песни Miracle of Sound — Comin’ For Your Tank (Battlefield 3)

Concrete, chaos
Rubble, ruin
Hellfire for your
Steel cocoon

Blindside, blastcharge
Thunderclap
Metal war hulk
Blown to scrap

Rushing this battlefield and movin' for the kill
Under the static eyes of snipers on the hill
Your iron shell pitted against my iron will oh

I love the clutter and the clatter and the clank yeah
I'll take on anyone regardless of their rank
Your engineer's about to feel a stingin' shank cause

I'M COMIN' FOR YOUR TANK!
I'M COMIN' FOR YOUR TANK!

I rush straight into your warpath
Combustion, light up the sky
Think you're so safe in your tin can...

Get ready to fry!

I'm comin' for your tank...
Motherfucker...

I'M COMIN' FOR YOUR TANK!
I'M COMIN' FOR YOUR TANK, BITCH!

I rush straight into your warpath
Combustion, light up the sky
Think you're so safe in your tin can...

Get ready to fry!

I'M COMIN' FOR YOUR TANK!