We have walked along the tracks - the tracks
Some of us have fallen
And what happened to the rest? - to the rest
We are the prisoners of futility
Behind us, countries and villages
Vanishing under wild ivy
Where only one dog perhaps survives - survives
We are the prisoners of futility
We are the prisoners of the links binding us
And our heart suffers, it's like a stain
Something that grows and hides itself
We are the prisoners of the links binding us
A few crosses were put up along the way - the way
At which the torturers point fingers
Saying "Of the other world what is left?" - what is left
We are the prisoners of futility
Beyond us, the sky is lead - sky is lead
Is there a God, someone, we call him
He forgot us, how could he? - how could he
We are the prisoners of futility
We are the prisoners of the links binding us
And our heart suffers, it's like a stain
Something that grows and hides itself
We are the prisoners of the links binding us
Prisoners of futility, prisoners, prisoners