| When I was a young boy
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| My father told me
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| The tale of a twisted machine
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| Christened with blood by the black sun
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| Was the pride of the mad Fuhrer’s fleet
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| The water turned red in the North Atlantic
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| Cause it hunts like a wolf in the sea
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| Satanically silent demonically deep
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| Its victims have no chance to flee
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| I remember it like it was yesterday
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| Something told me climb aboard
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| U-666 — Set sail for hell
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| U-666 — Fuelled by the night
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| U-666 — Ring the demon bell
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| For thirty-nine months
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| And twenty-nine days
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| Its torpedoes kept firing away
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| It went unopposed as its infamy rose
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| Sending men to their watery graves
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| The U.S.S. |
| Eldridge was blessed by a priest
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| And shrouded by magnetic waves
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| They battled each other
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| For twenty-four hours
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| So the free world of men could be saved
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| It sank like lead
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| No more blood would be shed
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| As it plunged to the bottom of the icy sea
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| But the devil was near
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| Then the devil was here
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| He would breathe into her new life
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| Life that brought fear
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| A fear that will never die
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| It sank like a stone and couldn’t be found
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| Never again to be seen
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| But stories are told from all around
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| That the U-boat still hungers and feeds
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| Some of the survivors
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| That clung their lifeboats
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| Stare blankly in disbelief
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| As U-666 rises with deadly surprises
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| In the name of the Reich’s legacy
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| I remember it like it was yesterday
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| Something told me climb aboard
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| U-666 — Set sail for hell
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| U-666 — Fuelled by the night
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| U-666 — Ring the demon bell |