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.