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Panzers march Whether it stormed or snowed or the sun was smiling at them If the night was black or the day boiling warm Thoir faces were dusty but their spirits were high Their panzers it raced along with the storm With thundering engines as fast as lightning Through victory and defeat they fought their way With blockades and tanks the foes tried to stop them But in full speed they rolled at their prey Beast of prey 2000 hostile tanks they slayed Takings its toll To panzer battle they called Their fighting will forever stand no mark But at last their faithless luck them couldn't save When the bullets killed them and their fate sat in