Jungle Rot - Their Finest Hour

Go 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