Fishermans F(r)iend (Explicit)

As the night sets my labor begins

Cold winter breeze embraces my limbs

Staring at the glass sea surface

Hoping night will keep calmness

The sun dives at the west

As its going to its final rest

Gray tide rises with waves

Wind goes strong, becoming insane...

I am the hunter

My time is now

To take from the sea

The hunt has begun

Armed and ready, I await

Something grabs one of the baits

Grip gets tighter on the harpoon

Its blade lusters on the light of moon

Gargantuan fish vaults in the air

For a moment I catch its glare

I hurl my weapon, but miss my goal

Loose my ground and fall overboard...

I see my pray

Its time is gone

I take from the sea

The hunt has begun

Entagled in rope I gasp for air

Once more I can feel the glare

The beast now gets me from the back

And pulls me down to infinite black

Now tables have turned

My time is gone

I am the pray

The hunt is done