Through the night, through the dark, through a thousand cries
A century of war under blood red skies
For a hundred years
Death has reigned for a hundred years
English bastards be damned by the fist of France
Let them shake in their boots at my battle stance
For a hundred years
War has raged for a hundred years
From Agincourt back to Poitier
There's been no end to this tragedy
For a hundred years
Blood and tears for a hundred years
The Black Prince fell, yet the war raged on
Will it stop before we all are gone
In a hundred years
Terrorized for a hundred years
I've lived in war almost nineteen years
Twenty-two more shall we turn those gears
But I won't be here
I won't survive the coming year
Wish I could see what the future brings
What will come of the world I've seen
In a hundred years
Will it last through these hundred years
Brace for the end, it is coming Jeanne
Set ablaze, see the Maid of Orleans
In the hundred years
Fought a war of a hundred years
Taken to the waltz of eternity
I see it all into infinity
Through a million years
I did nothing in a hundred years