Shadow! The smell of blood in the water is as Thick as fortress walls and twice as strong The predator moves with unimaginable Grace and speed. Death rides on crimson waves with not A scythe but jaws of steel. Each action chosen With precision to feast upon its prey. Face of terror the end is near Bodies writhing with pain and fear A watery grave welcomes you in Each razor sharp tooth is a nail in the coffin. Fatality comes on seas of blood In the silent ocean depths Circling its victims with eyes of no Color or penitence Claiming another victim man learns Once again, saltwater is a poor anesthetic For an impromptu amputation Feeding frenzy the carnage begins Basic instinct to feed on human skin Total carnage the scene is set In the end you'll beg for death The whitecaps break as the beast rises from the deep His gaping maw inviting eternal sleep His glistening skin stained scarlet with blood Submerged again within the sanguine flood