

(shhhhh) Beneath the rolling green
of the endless tide
A silent shadow
begins to glide
He doesn't feel anger,
he doesn't feel pain
Only the drive
of the hunter's reign
First comes the ripple,
then comes the chill The surface breaks,
and the air goes still
(look out)
Out of the black depth,
the white death ascends
Where the light fades and the ocean ends
Black eyes like coal,
rows of cold steel
Nothing escapes from the hunter we feel!
Wooden planks splinter, the iron skin tears
No prayer can answer
your desperate fears
He is the master
of deep cold domains
And only the red
on the water
remains (ahhhh)
(no, no, no)
Out of the black depth,
the white death ascends
Where the light fades and the ocean ends
Black eyes like coal,
rows of cold steel
Nothing escapes from the hunter we feel! (shhhhh)