Lyrics: Uamee Bassov/Alan Hinton
Music: Uamee Bassov/Alan Hinton
My brothers.....
We stand, UNITED
Against the opposition
WE SHALL BE
VICTORIOUS!
WORLD OF TANKS!
WE GO
MY FREIND
We're fighting till the end
Have all my strength
MY FREIND
Protect the motherland
Glory and
GOLD
My band
Decisions become theft
Winners are not who right
But ones who are left
This is scorched earth
My shells are not blanks
Everything destroyed
There's no way back from World of Tanks
This is scorched earth
My shells are not blanks
Everything destroyed
There's no way back from World of Tanks
They will sing us massive hymns
We die for us, not for kings
Throw a wrench
My blood-thirst quenched
Glory to the
WORLD OF TANKS!
WORLD OF TANKS!
WORLD OF TANKS!
I have made a beast
A demon of myself
Gunpowder and steel
I never need help
No bias
All gots
And unholy glory
Through the time I go now
Witness my story
Comrades of the battle feel
Are back inside the battlefield
Fire round and feel the deal of
Russian, German, or French steel
Just flank around the anti-tank
And give him a nice friendly spank
If he notices your start is dank
You go bro is just a prank
They will sing us massive hymns
We die for us, not for kings
Throw a wrench
My blood-thirst quenched
Glory to the
WORLD OF TANKS!
WORLD OF TANKS!
WORLD OF TANKS!