Thirty Years of Perdition Songtext
von Protector

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
No one 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