A / Arth / The Black Sword
End of your quest, Now take this dark blade. Runes of fire, Might and Power...
Just some blows through the wind, Moans'll escape from the trees. A wound will never heal, His thirst'll wipe out your will.
Wrouht with hatred, Colded down with blood See the River, The blade needs blood!
Faster than thunder, Lighter than feather Stronger than diamond, Deadlier than the storm
You'll never fear the night, Darkness'll bring you all might. Your sword bound on your belt, Your soul slave of your blade...
"Something burns inside, Something lives inside..."
Your hate and your will have enflamed the blade, You'll see victory but bravery will be dead. The power inside the steel has devoured your soul The sword will always be thirsty with blood!
Don't trust his stillness, The sword brings death. Somewhere flows the River, It's bound to your blade...
Take care to the river, Slaying draws you nearer. The Black Sword needs blood And even your blood!
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