Crashdive

At silent speeds, wolfpack of the deep Forty four souls, in darkness they creep To join the hunt, reapers of the sea Quiet as a shadow, a phantom fleet Hunt from below, they never miss Fourteen angels, bringing death As embers rise, no one survives They Crashdive Kill or be killed, the depth charges dropped But they give no prisoner, and they take no loss Into the black, under the waves The silent service, shall not meet their graves Hunt from below, they never miss Fourteen angels, bringing death As embers rise, no one survives They Crashdive Hunt from below, they never miss Fourteen angels, bringing death As embers rise, no one survives They Crashdive