North atlantic winter halfway through the homeward run Headwind grows to force 8 as the ice blots out the sun The captain eyes the compass and holds stead to south-east But look over to starboard see the rising of the beast
The hunter picks his victim out, the weakest of the pack He rises and delivers his attack Run silent, run deep Destructor below All hell breaks above They're after your blood
Explosion! and in disbelief the others turn and stare And see the bail of fire that is spewed into the air Destroyers seal off escape and respond to the attack And drop their deadly cargo down to break the hunters back
The hunter is the hunted, the tables turned on you Nothing else that you can do Run silent, run deep Destructor below All hell breaks above They're after your blood
Blasted out the water, only wreckage tells the fate Strewn across the ocean as the captain grips the rail The incident is over turn the helm full speed ahead A pause and turns his mind to work nothing to be said.
