Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-39133133-20191029023048/@comment-38730394-20191105025631

This was originally Great War by Sabaton

Now it's Moon Landing, '85

A song about the sacrifices made by Aindians who contributed to the "space race" between many different countries. Their deaths will not be in vain, and we will build from their sacrifices a great Aindian space force.

My dead comrade lies, paralyzed His suit is torn and gone He must be crudely buried here But the future he did pave

Pita, Maan, your son's deed was grand So don't succumb to grief Cosmoplane controls in hand He made a valiant final stand

Son of the Black and Gold, How many more lies must be told How many more must pay the price?

Space War Can we take any more Flying more Just keep soaring on We'll count the final score

We must have won, for sure Forevermore

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