Союз Музыкантов - Танки

Boots in the mud,
Fog on the field,
Engines rumble I tighten my grip on the steel.

Camouflage heartbeat,
Breathing in smoke,
Names on the armor,
Promises we never spoke.
World of the tanks,
Where the ground keeps shaking,
I inquire every shell worth taking.
Roll out, roll hard, till the daylight's breaking.
In this world of tanks, only courage's unbreaking.
Courage's unbreaking.
A ping on the map, shadows in range, calling out targets.
Our voices cut through the flames,
Tracks carving scars deep in the earth.
Every wreck burning, proving what fire is worth.
World of tanks, where the ground keeps shaking.
I inquire every shell worth taking.
Roll out, roll hard, till the daylight's breaking.
In this world of tanks, only courage's unbreaking.
Bullet gold, ready game.
I see your tracer, cut through the dark.
You call my handle like it's my name, my mark.
If we go under, we go side by side.
Steel against thunder, we refuse to hide.
Courage's unbreaking.