Wolfpack

Deep below the surface of the Atlantic ocean,
lurking in the deep, stalking on its prey
Terror of the allied fleet, always on their guard,
nothing could they do against torpedoes from the dark
They stalk their prey,
observe the enemy,
the Kriegsmarine hunts in packs,
an alliance of ocean’s death
Wolfpack,
Wolfpack,
Wolfpack,
Wolfpack
Invincible blockade sinks the enemy’s supplies,
never saw it coming, made them terrified
Counterfire silenced on the enemy’s destroyer,
the bottom of the sea was a grave to many
They stalk their prey,
observe the enemy,
the Kriegsmarine is hunting in packs,
an alliance of ocean’s death
Wolfpack,
Wolfpack,
Wolfpack,
Wolfpack