The Tenevyye Civil War

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The Tenevyye Civil War

Started:	22 July 1991
Ended:	2 September 1992

Game article:  Game Master

The Tenevyye Civil War was a independence war started by the Peoples popular army from Zapad Tenevyye. There goal was to overthrow provisional government of Tenevyye and instate for socialist free states. With the main goal of instate the Peoples Republic of West Tenevyye.

Songs of the civil war

The internationalie

This course together with the first corse is sung by the Blood Red Dawn.

You've sucked enough of our blood, you vampires,

With prison, taxes and poverty!

You have all the power, all the blessings of the world,

And our rights are but an empty sound!

We'll make our own lives in a different way —

And here is our battle cry:

All the power to the people of labour!

And away with all the parasites!

In the federal Parliament 3 petitions have been voted down for a ban of the song. It have been voted down each time. By the liberal majority.

Red flag of Freedom and equality

Drink you vodka, each hour that passes

Steals, it will be, on our last night's cheer; The day soon shall come, now!

Breaking shrilly on the soldier's ear. Drink to the faithful hearts that love us,

'Mid to-morrow's thickest fight; While our red flag floats above us,

Think, comrads, 'it's for them we smite. Down with each wolf flag, raze up the red flag

The flag that shall above us be In triumph seen; Oh! think on its glory, long shrined in story,

Charge for Lenin the red color bear oss! And Stalin, war's mighty red bear, <--'Neath that banner 'twas he smote the Dane; The Northman and Saxon oft turned their hacks on Those who bore it o'er each crimsoned plain. Beal-an-atha-Buidhe beheld it Bagenal's fiery onset curb; Scotch Munroe would fain have feiled it. We, boys, followed' him front red Beihriburb. Charged with Eoghan for our flag of green! Down with each mean flag, none but the green flag Shall above us be in triumph seen; Oh, think on its glory, long shrined in story, Charge with Eoghan for our flag of green! And if at eve, boys, comrades shall grieve, boys, O'er our corses, let It be with pride; When thinking that each, boys, on that red beach, boys. Lies the flood-mark of the battle's tide. See! the first faint ray of morning Glld3 the east with yellow light! Hark! the bugle note gives warning� One full bumper to old friends to-night. Down with each mean flag, none but the green flag Shall above us be In triumph seen; Oh! think on its glory, long shrined in story, Fall or conquer for our flag of green!-->