Sharks

Pick them off one by one
Teeth will gnaw and tear the flesh
Waiting for the weak to drown
Before they're dragged to the depths

Water packs a deadly curse
Full of salt and none to drink
But the human thirst is real
Compelled they are to take it down

Huddle closer, stick together
Facing outward at their foes
Brave like lions, show them fear
Will it live to meet the dawn?

Catch the wind, escape them all
Embrace the hell and learn to fall
A sailor's oath we once did swear
Duty calls, the master's bidding

I was told to start a war
But for what?
But for what?

Retribution for our deeds
That's what we got
That's what we got
That's what we got
That seems our lot
That's what we got
That seems our lot

You grow within me
Deep inside
You taint the space where thought resides
You dull my blade
You foul my sail
You fray my rope
You blow a gale
I fear the plan that makes me whole
The journey long to reach my goal
Spare me this and leave me now
Take this weight from off my bow

Soulless eyes of inky black
They will abuse you
Pure intention of the deep
They will confuse you
Sharpest teeth in rows of three
They will tear you
They will group and come around
And applaud your demise