An endless row of mercenaries march on an old country road
From afar you can hear the drums, like a deadly morse code
Before long there will be carnage, all will be slain
The anguish of war is here, twisted and insane
Swords are drawn
Lances are raised
Muskets are loaded
The storm is coming
Mutilation and starvation
The cannons roar - Thirty years of war
Purgatory's just the beginning, there's more to come
Noone will be spared - All will succumb
The fury of the battle, lunatic and deranged
Fire and chaos and plague - Everything is estranged
Swords are drawn
Lances are raised
Muskets are loaded
The storm is coming
Mutilation and starvation
The cannons roar - Thirty years of war
This conflict is crazy and brutal - Barbaric, psychotic
The few that will survive, will live on haunted and tragic
This conflict is crazy and brutal - Barbaric, psychotic
The few that will survive, will live on haunted and tragic
This conflict is crazy and brutal - Barbaric, psychotic
The few that will survive, will live on haunted and tragic
Death sits on his throne - Gloating while he chuckles
Generations tormented by thirty years of struggles
