In My Blood

Born of the deep where the shadows speak, Rising like thunder in a world of teeth. The tide bows low, the sky turns black— When I strike, there’s no turning back. Echoes of the past ride the crest of the wave, Ancestors whisper, take what they gave. In my blood, the hunt begins, In my blood, the strong survive, In my blood, the storm rolls in— And none are left alive. Crown of the current, teeth like fate, None shall escape the path I make. The ocean bends, the wind stands still, For I was shaped to rule and kill. Like the tide obeys the moon, I obey the call, Unstoppable, unchallenged, devouring all. No mercy, no weakness—just hunger and might, Born to take, born to fight. In my blood, the hunt begins, In my blood, the strong survive, In my blood, the storm rolls in— And none are left alive. To those before, I raise my cry, You built my bones, you carved my sky. Every wave whispers my name, Every storm is just my breath— This is my purpose, this is my fate, To conquer the oceans, to dominate. In my blood, the hunt begins, In my blood, the strong survive, In my blood, the storm rolls in— And none are left alive. The sea is mine, the sky is torn, A force of the water, forever sworn. No chains, no fear, no voice above— For I am power. I am blood.