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The Anthem of Allanea
Words: Oleg Volk Music: Anon. Oil and grease and powder A most welcome smell Of guns and ammo a-plenty And of thousands fired shells
Mirage wavers over the barrels Targets look worse for the wear We might be tired by end of the day But, as we shall fight, we have trained
We might need a cleaning But guns get cleaned first Belts re-filled with AP and tracers And magazines topped off
Oil and grease and powder Smell of tool put to work Reminder that we're in Allanea Not Yasmarea or Blattershpitt.
A most welcome, that smell As long as we hold the guns And anyone trying to take them Won't, without a fight
They might start it, but we will finish Just like Finns did in 1918 We'll blow smoke from rifle muzzles And say "Dead reds smell like freedom"
