| Listen to an aria of the Leopard's voice
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| Hear the V-12 growl in my chest
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| I have slept far too long, I have been scarred by rust
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| But has finally seen the white frost of the morning light
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| I carry massive firepower, explosive arrows and lead
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| I've seen many battles I'm ready for a new one
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| I bring a state of emergency and before the law of war
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| An armor dawn approaches and in the front I come
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| The panzer march goes, death follows it
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| In deep red tracks, armor rolls again
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| Fate manifests itself in splinters, smoke and dust
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| Who can stop me when armor rolls forward
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| Left, left, left, right, left!
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| Left, left, left, right, left! |
| (x2)
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| Panzarmarsch! |
| (x4)
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| Feel how the ground breaks under camouflaged violence
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| I'm here to earn my living and my salary
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| I leave traces in the mud of intestines and blood
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| And if you stand in front of me, your forecast is not very good
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| I've come to help you wipe away your grin
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| With 62-ton carcass discipline!
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| And would the armor fist hit me so that I went out
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| This is how reactive armor becomes a hardened grave for me
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| The panzer march goes, death follows it
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| In deep red tracks, armor rolls again
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| Fate manifests itself in splinters, smoke and dust
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| Who can stop me when armor rolls forward
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| The panzer march goes, death follows it
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| In deep red tracks, armor rolls again
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| Fate manifests itself in splinters, smoke and dust
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| Who can stop me when armor rolls forward
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| Panzarmarsch! |
| (x4) |