The convoy lights are dead ahead
The Merchantmen lay in their bed, The thumb of diesels hammers down,
In the oily sea-the killing ground
His knuckles white his eyes alight,
He slams the hatch on the deadly night, A cunning fox in the chickens lair,
A hound of hell and the devil don't care
Running silent, running deep, we are your final prayer,
Warriors in secret sleep, a merchantman's nightmare,
A silent death lies waiting, for all of you below,
Running silent, running deep, sink into your silent sleep
2.Chill the heart of fighting men,
3.The lifeboats shattered the hull is torn,
In open ocean wondering when? The lethal silver fish will fly
The tar black smell of burning oil, On the way down to Davy Jones
The boat will shiver-men will die
Every man for himself-you're on your own
A cast of millions-a part to play
The wolf eyes watch the crosswire
Killer? Victim? Or fool for a day Obeying an order-men have to die
"Stern tubes ready", "Aim and fire!" They can pin some medal on your chest,
Us or them-a well rehearsed lie
But in two more weeks-dead like the rest
Running silent, running deep, we are your final prayer,
Warriors in secret sleep, a merchantman's nightmare.
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