The Dugnauticans - Lyrics

 Wojciech Potentas

"The Dugnauticans"

The cold wind came out of a blue

The stink came from the East and North

The dirt raised, splash on the face

The time was already but no more disturbed

What comes so dirty from so far or near?

Who does the things from the worse tales

A bunker or a tanker, a motor aerofly?

Those Dugnauticans, in their dugnout, 

and mobile alloy tin plate cans around

They say the tank is mobile but this mud

It stuck in mud so easily like a 

dugnout under Moscow village

Haunted by the Golden Orde 

Paleonaut

Makes it a lot more the of the dugnout style

The dugnout style

The dugnout style

The dugnout style

The dugnout style

Dugnout is the dugnout with toddlers haunter inside

Dugnout near the dugnout live block slayer that night

Dugnout near a dugnout, approaching at dawn

Dugnout near a dugnout with a killer inside

That guy is to too stupid to distinct the light

Dugnout with a dugnout with assassin inside

The fellowship switch to hatred as disobeyed once

Dugnout with a dugnout with assassin inside

You may ask who the Dugnauticans are,

Two headed black eagle elderly,

Later the core of hammer and scythe

The sign of o,v,z recently is

This stupid machine thinks the two and two is seven

If not force stopped will prove even eleven

There is no choice of friendship with the orcs

They eat you, with the time, by the force

Break their forks!