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