run silent run deep

• run silent,run deep
  
  (harris/dickinson)
  
  the convoy lights are dead ahead
  the merchantmen lay in their bed
  the thump 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
  
  chorus
  runing silent,runing deep,we are your final prayer
  warriors in secret sleep,a merchantman's nightmare
  a silent death lies awaiting,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
  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
  
  chorus
  
  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
  but in two more weeks - dead like the rest
  
  chorus