Bull Shark

Born in the black where the salt stings deep,

Cold-blooded hunger that never sleeps,

Teeth like razors in a tidal sweep,

I smell your fear in the shadows I keep.

Currents scream through my scarred skin,

Mouth full of thunder, let the war begin,

Circling slow ‘til the water grows thin,

King of the dark where the red rolls in.

Heart like a hammer in the ocean’s chest,

No mercy left, I outlast the rest,

You drift awake but you’ll never rest—

I rise from the deep, I tear through flesh.

I’M THE BULL SHARK — BORN TO HUNT,

BLOOD IN THE BRINE — A PRIMAL GRUNT,

JAWS OF IRON — SAVAGE FRONT,

I RULE THE DEPTHS — I NEVER WON’T!

Turbid water, murky throne,

Jagged teeth carve flesh to bone,

Salt-soaked scars in every zone,

You’re in my world — you’re not alone.

Heartbeat pounding through the sea,

Panic explodes around your plea,

Violence lives inside of me,

Nature’s wrath — eternal, free.

Sink… deeper…

No escape…

Thrash… the tide…

Bite… break…

Red spiral bloom in the undertow,

Final scream lost down below,

Pressure crush where the cold winds blow—

This endless hunger owns my soul.

I’M THE BULL SHARK — SALTWATER VEIN,

TEETH LIKE BLADES — ANIMAL PAIN,

ANCIENT RAGE — UNCHAINED, UNTAMED,

HUNTER OF SHADOWS — FOREVER I REIGN!