When you arrive on the battlefield, the enemy flees.
Their embers take to the skies,
while the roar of your engine, is heard through the trees.
Snow white, tall and proud, you are a scary sight,
A long 10.5, and 10 second reload, your enemies quake in fear.
Whenever an enemy sees you, thet must prepare for an epic fight,
and when you die, everyone sheds a tear.
The magnificent King Tiger, so hard to master,
but rewards those that do.
I only wish that going down hill, you were faster,
but im happy with just you.
O my magnificent King Tiger, the stout defender,
you are such a magnificent being.
You make me feel like a born leader,
as we laugh as the enemy is fleeing.
Oh the mighty King Tiger, your armor is thick,
and I love the time we had together and how much we grew.
Oh the mighty King Tiger, you look so slick,
I love you.
O MY MAGNIFICENT KING TIGER!
Edited by jasonvoorheesrevenge, Feb 08 2013 - 07:21.