Lyrics:

To their own shore came the World War
Gleaves and the 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 quiet night in the darkest hour, the Kriegsmarine appear

Above the surface, it seems quiet and calm
Deep down below, the Wolfpack lurks

To their own shore came the World War
Gleaves and the 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 its fate

To their own shore came the World War
Gleaves and the 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 the 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 led 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 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 the Ingham leading them into death

Don't know what's waiting down below
(To their own shore came the World War)

The Wolfpack lurks, awaiting you
(Gleaves and the Ingham leading the Bury west)

To follow, to bleed
(In their own track came the Wolfpack)

It's time for you to return
(Gleaves led the convoy into the hornet's nest)

They decide, Oh no! Oh no!
(Under fire, under water, May '42)

The Wolfpack's waiting for them
(When Bury did fail the test)

Too calm, you'll see
(To their own shore came the World War)

Below the surface, waits for you
(Gleaves and the Ingham leading them into death)