Sword's Superior

My tongue is mighty and heavy Moving into action it looks wavy Greater it is destroyiog Than the blood the sword is good at spraying I kill internally with the tongue Collapse it brings to the soul not for long Undoubtedly regret the sword to the dead My tongue respect, it gets for its deed Capable is my tongue to correct Owing the result of its effect Victims seeks re-think But sword's casualties never get a wink Rather solving, the sword brings anger My tongue finite ending to danger Mightier is my tongue to save life To the sword's weakness to take life