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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