with edge that refuses to reflect light
forged in a mountain by demon made
has pierced more hearts than a human blade
The wound it gives will never heal
with an expert twist of poisoned steel
no shield can deflect its mighty blow
harvesting souls like a deadly hoe
Sheathed in misery and tears of grief
it drips with sadness there's no relief
wielded on high it keens in air
another victim is driven to despair