A thousand tanks in flames
engulfed in fires of freedom
Smotret, Polonium Tea
The goblet of victors overflows with it
a puny man masquerades as a god
a tiny soul with a massive ego
digging into the pile of shit
excreted by his mouth, powered by the spineless cunts
now wade on deeper into the shit creek
neck deep and spitting out flies
oh we are having fun in the countryside
Farmers hauling APCs, Kids dropping coctails
Women and girls are shooting at the aggressors
Men won't run, won't look for benefits and iPhones
Only men running are the smarter enemy fucks
And the coward rapist scum always on the run
raze the cities, bomb the towns
Now that you have lost, only sucker punches work
Let me ask you a question
whats T-72 minus Z
its your smoking corpse in the ditch