Doom Squad marching through the ash in a cloak,
Boots hit stone and the whole world woke,
Fort on the hill and the drawbridge broke,
Still we build higher while they sink in the smoke,
Raiders at the gate but they already choked,
Cause the walls got teeth and the towers got scope,
Every block placed with a long-game note,
Doom Squad motto: dig the moat.
Dig the moat, dig the moat,
Stack that stone till the kingdom float,
Code in the dark and fire in the throat,
Doom Squad rising, dig the moat.
Dig the moat, dig the moat,
Raid all night then we row that boat,
Real-world tech with a war-world oath,
Doom Squad forever, dig the moat.
Elite Munky in the tower with the code,
Techno Wizard making agent swarms unload,
Architect mind with a master-plan note,
Orchestrator hands on the kingdom remote,
Bots in formation like soldiers he wrote,
Automation spinning while the rest reload,
Master of the mode and the reinforced road,
Every script he casts helps dig the moat.
Aegon rolls in with the brute-force coat,
Frontline charge with a thunderous oath,
Marketing magic making legends promote,
AI videos cut and posted by the boat,
Social in the tavern with the whole room stoked,
Muscle and message in a single broad stroke,
He swings for the squad while we dig the moat.
Jesus Jones with the fire-mage glow,
Red hair bright when the raid horns blow,
Project plans written in a flame-lit note,
Keeps every mission from drifting remote,
Schedules tight and the war maps scoped,
Crew stays moving cause the timeline’s yoked,
He keeps us aligned while we dig the moat.
Busto slips past with the rogue-black cloak,
Brother of Bruno with a lockpick joke,
Local LLMs humming on a hidden node,
AI voices dont need no code,
Hacking through shadows where the weak links showed,
Stealth in the server and a dagger to the throat,
He ghosts through the walls while we dig the moat.
Bruno stands ready with the healer’s oath,
Brother to Busto with a loyal backbone,
Keeps every fighter from breaking alone,
At The Dirty Bong where the lanterns glow,
Inn-side calm when the storm winds blow,
Supplies on the shelf and recovery close,
He patches the squad while we dig the moat.
Misaki moves with a steady hand’s note,
Medical wisdom in a warm inn coat,
Bruno’s wife with the hearth-fire glow,
Co-runs the Bong where the weary souls go,
Healing and planning when the raid dust floats,
Quiet strength when the danger gets close,
Heart of the house where the whole guild grows,
She guards the home while we dig the moat.
The Dirty Bong is the headquarters post,
Where the bruised come back and the brave ones boast,
Maps on the table and mugs get toast,
Plans get sharpened for the next war host,
Fortified dreams from the ground up wrote,
Family tied by the vows we spoke,
Kingdom in motion and the crown ain’t for show,
From the inn to the walls, we dig the moat.
Dig the moat, dig the moat,
Stack that stone till the kingdom float,
Code in the dark and fire in the throat,
Doom Squad rising, dig the moat.
Dig the moat, dig the moat,
Raid all night then we row that boat,
Real-world tech with a war-world oath,
Doom Squad forever, dig the moat.
We don’t just survive, we evolve and grow,
Game-world grit with a real-world code,
AI swarms in a battle-plan flow,
Local machines where the deep minds load,
Videos fly and the war drums roll,
Healing at home when the armor’s broke,
Every member shines in the saga we wrote,
All hands together while we dig the moat.
So chant it loud till the whole realm knows,
Doom Squad carved in the mountain stone,
From fortified bases to kingdoms owned,
From basement servers to banners flown,
No weak links in the chain we hold,
No cheap throne and no borrowed hope,
Family, fire, steel, spell, and code,
Doom Squad forever — dig the moat.
