I have this feeling, that my luck is none too good.
This sword here at my side, don't act the way it should.
Keeps calling me its master, but I feel like its slave.
Hauling me faster and faster to an early early grave.
And it howls! It howls like hell!
I'm told it's my duty to fight against the law.
That wizardry's my trade and I was born to wade through gore.
I just wanna be your lover, not a red eyed screaming ghoul.
I wish it picked another,to be it's killing tool.
Forged a billion years ago
Killing saw it's power...can grow
Grow! (Echoed over)
It's death from the beginning to the end of time.
And I'm the cosmic champion and I hold a mystic sign.
And the old words stand and they burn this man.
And the black sword keeps on killing til the end of time.
Bring your kids to the world we know
And it's easing me to kill my friends
Getting stronger so the world will end
Forcing my men to bend and bend