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Their Finest Hour

Go!

Invading forces

Have breached our walls

Supporting squadrons

They heed our call

On land or sea or ground we gain

We fight this battle

What is our aim?

CHORUS:

Victory!

We 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!

CHORUS:

Panic, despair

To their disappointment

Morale is high

Fail not, our war justified

This is our finest hour

No called upon

To serve the force allied

Endure the toil

Wage war, no surrender

A dark new 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 grievous kind

In spite of terror

Our foes maligned

Intense vigilance

Since we began

Our enemies fall

This is our plan

CHORUS:

Invaded