Designed to vanquish any foe
A perfect system in assassination mode
All triggers set to detonate
In case if conflict escalates
Phantom of the confrontation
Left on the fields of cold cold war
Phantom menace left to rust
Left to rust
An arms race hardened iron heart
Without use it falls apart
Self-acting gear grinds and jams
As radar scans line of defense
Phantom of the confrontation
Left on the fields of cold cold war
Phantom menace left to rust
(God forsaken) Now there’s nothing they could trust
Left to rust
Phantom menace left to rust
Target tracking in progress
Surviving sensors blink
Tinted by Red sunset
Awaiting missiles are looking to the west
Disguised in garments of landscape
Corroded walls hide in the shade
An inconspicuous disdain
Until dissolved in fogs and rains
Left to rust
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