piranha (Remastered)

Lyrics

(Verse 1)
Deep in the murk of the Amazon basin, where the shadows are thick and the currents are racin’,
Under the canopy, blocking the light, in the kingdom of mud and eternalized night.
I am the flicker of silver and red, the waking nightmare that the land-dwellers dread.
Born in the shallows but bred for the kill, a cold-blooded engine of absolute will.
Look at the water, it’s placid and still, but beneath the surface, I’m hunting at will.
You think you’re the master of all you survey? Just step in my river, I’ll take it away.
I am the razor that cuts through the stream, the waking reality breaking your dream.
My scales are like armor, my eyes are like glass, watching the shadows of giants that pass.
They think because they are massive and tall, that they cannot stumble, that they cannot fall.
But size doesn't matter when malice is small, and I am the malice that swallows it all.
​(Chorus)
I am a piranha, the teeth of the flood!
I paint the black water in rivers of blood!
Bring on the giants, the bold and the brave,
The river you walk on is going to be your grave!
Everything, anything, trying its luck,
Gets torn into pieces, abandoned and struck.
No matter your power, no matter your size,
You look at the river, you look at your demise!
​(Verse 2)
Let’s talk about who wants to try me today. Who thinks they can wander right into my bay?
The proud transformation, the jaguar’s leap, coming down to the banks where the shallows are deep.
He thinks he’s the king of the jungle and brush, but the rules of the land in the water are crushed.
He dips in a paw just to lap at the foam, forgets for a second he’s out of his home.
I signal the school with a twitch of my fin, a hundred dark shadows come closing right in.
We don’t need a plan, we don’t need a decree, we just need the scent of the flesh in the sea.
One bite for the warning, two bites for the taste, a flurry of bubbles, a terrible waste.
The king of the jungle is nothing but bone, stripped to the skeleton, sinking alone.
And what about humans who walk on the shore? Who build their log rafts and who think they want more?
They drop in their nets and they cast out their lines, completely oblivious to all of the signs.
They splash and they wade with their boots and their pride, until the red current begins to subside.
They cry to the heavens, they scream to the air, but the river don’t listen, the river don’t care.
​(Chorus)
I am a piranha, the teeth of the flood!
I paint the black water in rivers of blood!
Bring on the giants, the bold and the brave,
The river you walk on is going to be your grave!
Everything, anything, trying its luck,
Gets torn into pieces, abandoned and struck.
No matter your power, no matter your size,
You look at the river, you look at your demise!
​(Verse 3)
Then comes the caiman, the armored, the old, with a hide made of leather and eyes that are cold.
He floats like a log, looking down from above, thinking he’s something that nothing can shove.
He snaps at the surface, he thinks he’s the boss, but every encounter is going to be his loss.
His armor is thick but his belly is soft, and we are the swarm that is carried aloft
By the scent of a weakness, the tear in the skin, that’s where the festival’s going to begin.
We wedge through the plates, and we find the soft space, we turn his domain to a desolate place.
He thrashes and rolls in a desperate spin, but how do you fight when the enemy’s within?
How do you fight what you can't even see? A thousand sharp scissors as free as can be?
You can't crush a shadow, you can't catch a wave, you’re just building yourself a underwater grave.
And look at the anaconda, twisting and grand, the heaviest serpent in all of the land.
She squeezes the life out of deer and of swine, but her coils are useless against my design.
She wraps and she loops, but there’s nothing to bind, when a hundred small blades leave her trailing behind.
We bite through the muscle, we bite through the spine, we turn the great serpent to ribbons and twine.
​(Bridge)
It’s the law of the school, it’s the strength of the pack,
Once we start biting, there’s no turning back.
We are the frenzy, the boil, the churn,
The lesson that everyone’s forced to go learn.
You can bring all your armor, your claws, and your teeth,
But you’re nothing but food to the monsters beneath.
We don’t feel no pity, we don’t feel no dread,
We just see the living, and we leave them dead.
A cloud in the water, a flash in the dark,
We leave a far worse than a shark.
For a shark is just one, you can see where it glides,
But we are a million, on all of your sides!
​(Verse 4)
Even the birds that fly high in the air, sometimes they falter and drop from up there.
A heron that wades just a little too deep, looking for minnows while I am asleep.
But I never sleep, no, I only await, the moment you stumble and seal up your fate.
I snap at the legs, snap the bone right in two, and drag the white feathers beneath the dark blue.
The surface goes wild with the flapping.