Anti-tank (dead Armour) Lyrics - Bolt Thrower

Scattered on foreign fields 

Lie the burnt out hulls of our dead armor 

Old landscape wreckage 

And this Earth now scorched 

Selfless acts of bravery 

In the face of overwhelming force 

Hold position, position held 

Retained new glory sought 

Shattered defenses now alone 

Cover the tactical withdrawal 

Outgunned, outnumbered 

Though never outclassed 

Spent the ammunition of faith 

Weaponry exhausted 

Now reduced in numbers 

Numbers reduced to the last 

Face to face with cold dead eyes 

The final register of death 

Crushed are the adversaries 

The kill rate ratio rising 

One hundred to one 

Honors withheld in travesty 

Presented falsely to another 

With courage unspoken 

All heroes die