Radio voice: Calling tower This is an emergency
We seem to be off course
We cannot see land
Repeat, we cannot see land

Tower: What is your position?

Radio voice: We are not sure of our position
We cannot be sure where we
are we seem to be lost

Tower: Assume bearing due west

Radio voice: We don't know which way is west
Everything is wrong strange
We can't be sure of any direction
even the ocean doesn't look like it
should

On and on they fall
Prey to the triangle
Pulled within
And never see again

December 5th 45
Flight 19 has flown
Five TBM Bombers
On a voyage to oblivion

Disorientation
The loss of contact
Instrumental malfunction
As the flight path defects

"Don't come after me"
"Don't come after me"

One by one they've gone
From beneath the sun
Pulled within
And never see again

Later on that fateful day
The rescue mission tries
To reach the location
Of the five avengers

Disorientation
The loss of contact
Instrumental malfunction
As the flight path defects

Lost without a trace
Vanished in inner space

Time has no bearing
When the white out begins
Silently
Slip beneath the sea

Twenty seven people left
But at what cost?
One thousand have since joined
The limbo of the lost

Lost without a trace
Vashined in inner space

On and on they fall
Prey to the triangle
Pulled within
And never see again