07-29-2014, 07:03 PM
I use to work on a shark boat, but when you see that shark fighting for it's life it's changes something in you. I had to give it up, and it wasn't just the shark's life, we lost a lot of men too. Sometimes that shark, he looks right into you. Right into your eyes. You know the thing about a shark, he's got... lifeless eyes, black eyes, like a doll's eye. When he comes at ya, doesn't seem to be livin'. Until he bites ya and those black eyes roll over white. And then, ah then you hear that terrible high pitch screamin' and the ocean turns red and spite of all the poundin' and the hollerin' they all come in and rip you to pieces.