General quarters, general quarters

All hands, man your battle stations

To their own shore, came the World War

Gleaves and Ingham, leading the Bury west

Took the short way in, the long route back Convoy 92

Bury, Gleaves and Ingham leading tankers to the west

And upon the north Atlantic lies the silence of the seas

On a quietest night in the darkest hour, the Kriegsmarine appear

Above the surface, it seems quiet and calm

Deep down below, the Wolfpack lurks

No, no, no

To their own shore, came the World War

Gleaves and Ingham, leading the Bury west

In their own track, came the Wolfpack

Gleaves led the convoy, into the hornet's nest

At the crack of dawn, the second day, Bury stands in flames

Half the convoy sunk or disabled, heading back to shore

But below the North Atlantic, on the bottom of the sea

On the second night in the darkest hour, the Kriegsmarine returns

The Wolfpack surface for a second time

To make the convoy face it's fate

No, no, no

To their own shore, came the World War

Gleaves and Ingham, leading the Bury west

In their own track, came the Wolfpack

Gleaves led the convoy into the hornet's nest

Under fire, under water

May '42, when Bury did fail the test

To their own shore, came the World War

Gleaves and Ingham, leading them into death

569 makes the contact and leads them, U-94 scores a kill in the dark

124 sinking four in two approaches, 406 suffers failure on launch

U-569 makes the contact and leads them, U-94 scores a kill in the dark

U-124 sinking four in two approaches, 406 suffers failure on launch again

In their own track, came the Wolfpack

Gleaves leads the convoy, into the hornet's nest

To their own shore, came the World War

Gleaves and the Ingham, leading the Bury west

In their own track, came the Wolfpack

Gleaves leads the convoy, into the hornet's nest

Under fire, under water

May '42, when Bury did fail the test

To their own shore, came the World War

Gleaves and the Ingham, leading them into death

Don't know what's waiting down below

The Wolfpack lurks, awaiting you

To follow, to bleed, it's time for you to return, they decide

Oh no, oh no, the Wolfpack's waiting for them

Too calm, you'll see, below the surface waits for you