Their Finest Hour - Jungle Rot

Invading forces

Have breached our walls

Supporting squadrons

The heed our call

On land or on sea

Or ground we gain

We fight this battle

What is our aim

Victory

Survive

At all cost

No hope is lost

Forced to retreat

Battalions converge

They’ll know defeat

Hold them at the front

Stay in control

Injuries sustained

What is our goal

We fight

They die

Victory

Survive

At all cost

No hope is lost

Invaded

We fight

Panic, despair

To their disappointment

Morale is high

Fail not, our war justified

This is ouf finest hour

To serve the force allied

Endure the toil

Wage war, no surrender

A new dark age

Suppressed with all our might

Ride out the storm

Defeat is not an option

Defend til death

With all our power and might

Long months of struggle

Most grevious kind

In spite of terror

Our foes maligned

Intense vigilance

Since we began

Our enemies fall

This is our plan

Victory

Survive

At all cost

No hope is lost

Invaded