As threatened, to commemorate the passing away of the old future and the rise of the new future on the TG server, I submit to you the "Battle Hymn of the New Future."

It is to a slightly modified tune of “Revive Us Again,” which can be heard here beaten out on an old piano that is quite out of tune.



Twenty-one-forty-two is the game that we love
Whether wielding a Baur, the Clark, or Krylov!

We’ve been waiting; now it’s come and we can play it again.
With the patched game and new maps let the new fun begin.
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The Irregs are all here with the patch on their eyes.
They had helped seed the server; they’re not such bad guys.

Rocket/Nade spam, oh the glory, now blazed out in cold mode.
But the fight is still the same, so revive and reload.
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Twenty-one-forty-two is the real gamer’s gold
That for so long was empty and patchless and old.

We’ve been waiting; now it’s come and we can play it again.
With the patched game and new maps let the new fun begin.