Mordewind - Zęby Skał

Your appetite is enormous, you enjoy a good meal
Those who wanted to pass through taste good to you
The marks on your teeth are not just one hit
Too close could mean bad luck or maybe a foolish style

Like a pinnacle in the ocean, you stand alone among the waves
Even though they strike from all sides, they won't destroy your rocks
And sometimes in collusion, the waves, you, and the wind
Deprive the most beautiful yacht of life

In your jaw, there has always been, like an unpulled tooth
A broken sharp fang that sliced through the sea depths
It's the one that cuts the bow when the waves and mighty wind
Throw every defenseless yacht from top to bottom

The wind increases your appetite when it blows over eight
Irritates your stomach, and saliva drips from your mouth
The tongues of great waves flow from your fangs
To devour every yacht that strays here