I am the bone of my sword. Steel is my body and fire is my blood. I have create over a thousand blades. Unknown to death... Nor known to life... Tear a mountain

 I am the bone of my sword 
 Steel is my body and fire is my blood 
 I have created over a thousand blades
 Unknown to Death,
 Nor known to Life.
 Have withstood pain to create many weapons 
 Yet, those hands will never hold anything 
 So as I pray, Unlimited Blade Works.

 My body is made out of swords.
 My blood is of iron and my heart of glass
 I have overcome countless battlefields.
 Not even once retreating,
 Not even once being understood.
 He was always alone, intoxicated with victory in a hill of swords.
 Thus, his life has no meaning.
 That body was certainly made out of swords.