Mourning Sword

Forged into a world, of endless war,

Baptised in the cold blood of thousand men and gods

Runes over it's blade, showing the way

Of how this doomed world will reach it's final day

Slave to his fate, Elric the great

Will carry this sword and a steel chain of hate

Mighty duke of Chaos, Arioch, lord of hell

When the moon brings tides of war I call thee

Dragonisle will collapse, bane of the dark sword,

Scythes of doom will strike tonight,

The curtain descends

Sailors of fate, dragons will chase

Ships crushed in flames

End of an age, Gods scream in pain

Cry of the mourning blade

I am the sword called Stormbringer

With horror in their eyes, they called me souldrinker

Made to kill everything in my way

Even some Gods have felt my blade

I can see the agony in your eyes

As my powers begin to rise

Your soul farewell body and mind

And it becomes totally mine