M.O.D (Method Of Destruction) Hate Tank Lyrics

The Love Boat...THE HATE TANK!
When you see it coming. The s___ runs down your leg. A rumble of disaster. It's much too late to beg. You didn't heed its warning. As it's parked on top of your house. Your baby's crushed to pulp. You're cornered you cry out.
The Hate Tank.
The Hate Tank.
The Hate Tank.
The Hate Tank.
Its treads are stained with blood of victims who had pride. Some thought they'd defy it. All of them have died. Destruction in its wake. The mangled corpses rot. If you think you'll survive.. NOT!
The Hate Tank.
The Hate Tank.
The Hate Tank.
The Hate Tank.
Here it comes, you better start running. Here it comes, you better start running.
The armored shell coroded from blood that now is dry. Markings left to signify the deaths of many lives. Through many years of silence breaks a horrifying sound. You turn to look in disbelief. He's come to hunt you down.
The Hate Tank.
The Hate Tank.
The Hate Tank.
Hate Taaaaaank!