E. Bloom - M. Moorcock - J. Trivers - )



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 want to be a lover, not a red-eyed screaming ghoul

I wish it'd picked another to be its killing tool



Black blade! Black blade!

Forged a billion years ago

Black blade! Black blade!

Killing so its power can grow



There's death from the beginning to the end of time

And I'm the cosmic champion and I hold a mystic sign

And the whole world's dying and the burdens mine

And the black sword keeps on killing 'til the end of time



Black blade! Black blade!

Bringing chaos to the world we know

Black blade! Black blade!

And its using me to kill my friends

Black blade! Black blade!

Getting stronger so the world will end

Black blade! Black blade!

Forcing my mind to bend and bend



The black blade

Forged a million billion years ago

My cosmic sword goes on for eternity

Carving out destiny

Bringing in the lords of chaos

Bringing up the beasts of Hades

Sucking out the souls of heroes

Laying waste to knights and ladies

My master is my slave

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