The Dystopian National Anthem
Dystopia, our Motherland
Your bloodied flag raised high
We live to serve Dystopia
Unless we're called to die!
May enemies be routed
May your foes be roundly cursed
May skulking vile assassins know
You will always do your worst!
To our Motherland, Dystopia
We give loyalty and love
In sacred blood, in brotherhood
And a fearful iron glove
Your children in their ecstasy
Shall be forever free
When cell-doors clang and traitors hang
From sea to blood-red sea
Dystopia, our Motherland
Your bloodied flag raised high
We live to serve Dystopia
Unless we're called to die!
May enemies be routed
May your foes be roundly cursed
May skulking vile assassins know
You will always do your worst!
To our Motherland, Dystopia
By the grace of God on high
The strong will stay, the weak will pay
The treacherous will die!
We are fearsome and unswerving
In our faithfulness to you
We will march again over fields of grain
To salute the Black and Blue
Dystopia, our Motherland
Your bloodied flag raised high
We live to serve Dystopia
Unless we're called to die!
May enemies be routed
May your foes be roundly cursed
May skulking vile assassins know
You will always do your worst!
To our Motherland, Dystopia
We pledge this solemn vow
Every detainee, every amputee
Has a shoulder to the plough!
Every latent foe will perish
Upon the Supreme Leader's spear
Or, by His desire, in the vengeful fire
When God unleashes fear
On Dystopia, our Motherland
Your bloodied flag raised high
We live to serve Dystopia
Unless we're called to die!
May enemies be routed
May your foes be roundly cursed
May skulking vile assassins know
You will always do your worst!
To our Motherland, Dystopia
We will worship your ideals
Fraternally slave to an early grave
With our shoulders behind your wheels
Oh, glorious Dystopia
All the victories you bring
A belief for all and a clarion call
For your people all to sing
Dystopia, our Motherland
Your bloodied flag raised high
We live to serve Dystopia
Unless we're called to die!
May enemies be routed
May your foes be roundly cursed
May skulking vile assassins know
You will always do your worst!
Your bloodied flag raised high
We live to serve Dystopia
Unless we're called to die!
May enemies be routed
May your foes be roundly cursed
May skulking vile assassins know
You will always do your worst!
To our Motherland, Dystopia
We give loyalty and love
In sacred blood, in brotherhood
And a fearful iron glove
Your children in their ecstasy
Shall be forever free
When cell-doors clang and traitors hang
From sea to blood-red sea
Dystopia, our Motherland
Your bloodied flag raised high
We live to serve Dystopia
Unless we're called to die!
May enemies be routed
May your foes be roundly cursed
May skulking vile assassins know
You will always do your worst!
To our Motherland, Dystopia
By the grace of God on high
The strong will stay, the weak will pay
The treacherous will die!
We are fearsome and unswerving
In our faithfulness to you
We will march again over fields of grain
To salute the Black and Blue
Dystopia, our Motherland
Your bloodied flag raised high
We live to serve Dystopia
Unless we're called to die!
May enemies be routed
May your foes be roundly cursed
May skulking vile assassins know
You will always do your worst!
To our Motherland, Dystopia
We pledge this solemn vow
Every detainee, every amputee
Has a shoulder to the plough!
Every latent foe will perish
Upon the Supreme Leader's spear
Or, by His desire, in the vengeful fire
When God unleashes fear
On Dystopia, our Motherland
Your bloodied flag raised high
We live to serve Dystopia
Unless we're called to die!
May enemies be routed
May your foes be roundly cursed
May skulking vile assassins know
You will always do your worst!
To our Motherland, Dystopia
We will worship your ideals
Fraternally slave to an early grave
With our shoulders behind your wheels
Oh, glorious Dystopia
All the victories you bring
A belief for all and a clarion call
For your people all to sing
Dystopia, our Motherland
Your bloodied flag raised high
We live to serve Dystopia
Unless we're called to die!
May enemies be routed
May your foes be roundly cursed
May skulking vile assassins know
You will always do your worst!
Credits
Writer(s): Trevor Midgley
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