I find a pile of rusted mail on the trail Once adorned by a knight a quick thief slit his throat I find his weapon down the path and take it for myself This cursed weapon pulled me back into the depths of hell I journey forward until I see a city in the distance My cursed weapon is so evil that I cannot resist it Timeless weapon Cursed sword My sword a blessing Its razor sharp My cursed weapon My timeless armor My grieves I step in The city's retched I walk into the city walls with an evil aura The villagers can sense that I carry cursed weapons I gaze into a mirror and I can't see my reflection I must be haunted by an evil, evil weapon Timeless weapon Cursed sword My sword a blessing Its razor sharp My cursed weapon My timeless armor My grieves I step in The city's retched