Das Messer

I always carry on my belt
A silver coated dagger
With handle made of ebony
And ancient as the world

Shaped like a dragon's tail
Tempered in tears and blood
A blade forged in history
And in arcane knowledge

It sealed the pact of Faustus
And used to murder Caesar
Tasted the blood of Philippos
And pierced the heart of Conrad

It carved the sacred Pentagram
And spilled the blood of sacrifice
Held by a profane wizard's hand
A summoner of Daemons

This blade I carry on my belt
Was born in the inferno
(It has a life of its own
A soul plunged into darkness)

I fear not it's cunning edge
Nor its diabolic shadow
The curse imprisoned in the steel
Condemned my life forever

This blade I carry on my belt
Was born in the inferno