Convoy lights are dead ahead
The merchantmen lay in their bed
The thumb of diesels hammers 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 silent sleep
Chill the hearts of fighting men
In open ocean wondering when
The lethal silver fish will fly
This boat will shiver - men will die
A cast of millions - a part to play
Killer or victim 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 silent sleep
The lifeboat's 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
In two more weeks - dead like the rest
The merchantmen lay in their bed
The thumb of diesels hammers 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 silent sleep
Chill the hearts of fighting men
In open ocean wondering when
The lethal silver fish will fly
This boat will shiver - men will die
A cast of millions - a part to play
Killer or victim 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 silent sleep
The lifeboat's 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
In two more weeks - dead like the rest
