Teeth Like Fire

Born of the waves, where the wild ones roam, In shadow and thunder, the sea is my throne. The world turns its gaze, when the tide runs red, Balance is mine—by tooth and by dread. Storm in my veins, the deep calls my name, No fear, no shame—I play the game. With teeth like fire, I carry the crown, The waters’ desire, I won’t let it drown. With teeth like fire! Echoes of ancestors crash with the waves, Their voices still haunt the cold, endless seas. The weight of the world in a predator’s grace, No mercy for those who would tarnish this place. Storm in my veins, the deep calls my name, No fear, no shame—I play the game. With teeth like fire, I carry the crown, The waters’ desire, I won’t let it drown. With teeth like fire! To those who swam before, I hear you still, Through the tide and the storm, through power and will. No sorrow, no chains, no ghosts in my wake, With every breath, a promise I make. With teeth like fire, I carry the crown, The waters’ desire, I won’t let it drown. With teeth like fire! Born of the waves... in shadow and thunder... The tide lives and dies… with me!