اصل بول
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Convoy lights are dead ahead
The merchantmen lay in their bed
Thump of diesels hammer down
In the oily sea, the killing ground
Knuckles white 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 final sleep
Chill the hearts of fighting men
In open ocean wondering when?
The lethal silver fish will fly
The boat will shiver, men will die
A cast of millions, a part to play
Killer? Victim? Or fool for a day?
Obeying an order, men have to die
Us or them, a well rehearsed lie
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 final sleep
The lifeboats shattered the hull is torn
The tar black smell of burning oil
On the way down to Davy Jones
Every man for himself, you're on your own
The wolf eyes watch the crosswire
Stern tubes ready, aim and fire
They can pin some medal on your chest
Two more weeks, dead like the rest
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 final sleep
Running silent, running deep, we are your final prayer
Warriors in secret sleep, a merchantman's nightmare
