Brothers From Sweden
We are a bunch of guys who like to play Day of defeat.We play well and nicely. We are scattered all over this beautiful oblong country.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil, for BfS are with me
We pull upon the risers,
We fall upon the grass.
We never land upon our feet,
We always hit our ass!
Highty tighty, Christ almighty! Who the hell are we?
Zim-Zam god damn! We're Airborne Infantry!