Hook The Monster - Kalmah

On the surface of the lake

Thousand sunbeams playing their game

The line is marking its own way

Through the mirror of the day

And the boat is gliding slowly

Early in the morning glow

The flash of silver will follow

Is calling the green beast from below

Soon its tail raises the mud

The beast is ready for attack

The reel screams the line begins to run

And the struggle shall begin

Bites the lure — a massive bonehead

Pulling hard — blending water

In the boat — a firm man standing

The fight is on — to hook the monster

And with butter it will be fried

Gulped down with great desire

But soon this tall and fairy man

A fishbone in his throat he will fall

Bites the lure — a massive bonehead

Pulling hard — blending water

In the boat — a firm man standing

The fight is on — to hook the monster