I am the sword in ancient hands
Fear beyond the fear of life
I am the blade which severs all bonds
A strength from the darknest source
Given life through endless pain
Trust lost in the storm
As all things must slowly end
I know how deep the water runs
Cast me deeper into the lake
Show me how much you hate
Give me over to the pain of death
And let my soul simmer
Lost in these places
A scyth which severs bonds
I am the reaper now
Given strength over the souls of men
Forgotten.
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