I started as España, and at my Empire's peak, I stretched across Europe into Poland. But it all came tumbling down in the end, with a massive united front from a Terrible Triumvirate of Britain, Germany and Poland in the North, an insurgency of Italian troops from some far flung colony, and the Algerians flooding from the south.
As I pushed my forces at wave after wave of invaders, I watched it all tumble down in helplessness.
I couldn't help but write this before the end and post it to the 'Newspaper' in the game.
Please enjoy my sorrow...
Spanish Sunset
The world appears darker, doesn't it now?
For As the sun sets on the age of Spain,
While allies ask themselves why And how
Civilization recoils in pain.
Barbarians seize what is not theirs
Railways, and harbors that caused them no sweat,
Factories that build for the seas and airs,
The barbarians celebrate. And yet...
Deep in their souls, there is something that stirs,
A small voice that whispers into their ears
That their triumph will make their lives way worse,
But they drown it out with boisterous cheers.
And now..
A bow.
For the jewel of Madrid has fallen,
And the living know that death is nigh
For the souls of the dead are callin'
And the Red and Gold can no longer fly
Arriba España once cheered in the streets
Now whispered by ghosts of the dead at your feet
Arise, dear allies! Correct this disgrace.
Avenge the fall of the Great Spanish Race.
¡Arriba España! no longer for cheers.
Arriba España... a whisper with tears.
