Sword Of Souls
This sword it calls
my name and hums.
I cannot stop
what I must do.
I hold its grip
and feel possessed
to give it another
soul or mine.
I search the night
until I find a
victim of the Game.
He looks afraid as
he sees me with the
slayer sword challenging.
This fight is fixed and
he loses to me so I
unwillingly take his head.
The quickening starts
to moves towards me,
but the sword takes it away.
I heard it laugh as its
darkness drew the man's
soul into its cold blade.
In fear I dropped the sword
and ran as I heard it calling
again...and again.
