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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 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 whole world's dying and the burden's 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 it's 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 I am the Black Blade Forged a million billion years ago My cosmic soul it 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 Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! You poor fucking humans
Writer(s): E Bloom, John Trivers, Michael Moorcock Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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