God Dethroned

The march has come to a hold
From victory to disaster
Massive assault but your enemy runs faster
Attacking in waves, still no one returns
Battalions die in demise
It's time to get behind enemy lines
Behind enemy lines
A battalion on top of the hill
With a grand view it's an easy kill
A big dense cloud of smoke fills the sky
Blown into oblivion
The effort was big, the tunnel was long
It was worth the work and the enemy's gone
We finally marched on, then the first tanks came rolling in
Fear is in your eyes
Another bloody curse
Crushed by a fucking tank