Skullovich - Sword of the Grave

The power of the warrior is besieged as he enters the tomb
Coming to fall to the grim hands of a spectral death
Beckoning of forbidden treasures curses his soul for life
Discovering the steel of the corpse stealing it for himself

When greed leaves you defenseless, it fills you with madness, senseless from the blade's curse
Now you're under command of the evil hand, damned by bewitching steel
Yet there's no gods to save you, and there's no one to help you, you're a victim to your foolishness
The cursed blade is your death wish, you cannot resist it, the abyss is now home to your soul

Sword of the Grave
The demons' blade
Drives you insane
As you lust for death or glory

Wizardry
Devilry
Crimson seas
Spilled from magick and steel

The specter now rises and possesses the enchanted blade of death
Convulsions of thievery sentences banishment of his body
The spirit of honor is lost by phantoms claiming their swords
The penitence and horror agonizes your soul as it's chained to

Doomed graves that leaves you tormented, it's your final sentence, possessed by evil spirits
Now you're a slave to the grave, you're driven insane to never see the light of day
Yet there's no gods to save you, and there's no one to help you, you're a victim to your foolishness
The cursed blade is your death wish, you cannot resist it, the abyss is now home to your soul