A song fic that goes to the tune Botany Bay
Farewell to old Earthy for
ever
We go to a war and our
deaths
We're going to fight with
the Covenant
We will fight them till
our final breath.
Singing
too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ad-di-ty,
Singing too-rall, li-oo-rall,
li-ay,
We
fight 8 different species in this war
It's
all of them against us humans
They
have advanced technology
With
numbers on their side aswell
But
we fight for a cause
To
defend our home
Against
all the marauding aliens.
Singing
too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ad-di-ty,
Singing too-rall, li-oo-rall,
li-ay,
We
gonna kill ourselves an elite
And
we're bound for Octavious 4
They
are the best of the best
But
we will fight them nonetheless
We
have the chief on our side
They
fear he'll come and tan their hides
But
they aren't afraid they are Sangheili
The
grunts are in this war aswell
They
are small and easily scared
They
usually run away
But
then they just sway
Because
we can catch up to them anyway.
The
jackals are flimsy and birdlike
They
are so small, thin and weak
They
hide behind their shields
But
when the shields break they yield
Singing
too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ay,
The
hunters are massive and well armed
They
stand over 10 feet tall
They
have fuel rod cannons
And
nearly impenetrable armour
But
we still kill them in the end
The
Drones fly about in the airThey
are armed with guns but cut aswell
They
make a good target practice
For
our excellent marksmen
Singing
too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ay,
The
brutes they are savage furry beasts
They
often have massive great feasts
They
are 7 feet tall as strong as the chief
And
they use their bare fists as much as weapons.
The
Prophets are the leaders of the covenant
they
are short things that need defending
the
engineers repair all the fleets
we
think they eat wheat
Singing
too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ay,
Singing
too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ad-di-ty,
Singing too-rall, li-oo-rall,
li-ay,
We
go to a war
and
we will fight them even more
Singing
too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ay,