The Dnieper Defence.

 

Across the golden fields

Of corn and wheat and rye,

Where the Dnieper runs eternally:

Comes a Ukrainian battle cry.

 

“Remember Bucha my brothers,

Let our legions unleash their wrath,

for all of our lost mother’s

in whose blood the Orcs have washed.”

 

And down in destroyed Mariupol

The Azov, they make their final stand,

Whilst the Russian Orcs rape Ukrainian women,

And torment the very land.

 

They burned a city and rejoiced

In their bleak and blackened hearts,

As NATO watched silently

Afraid to do its part?

 

Blood flows in the Dnieper now,

Turning its blue waters into red,

And all the heroes of Ukraine

Silently bow their head.

 

But soon they will rise, and Putin fall

And their flag will once again fly,

Across all Ukraine’s golden fields

Of corn, and wheat, and rye!