When He’s Sitting Behind Grey Walls So Naked  All The Barbed Wires Round His Life  Twisted Into A Rope Without Compassion For Him  Give A Fool Enough Rope And He’ll Hang Himself    For The Jailers It’s Clear They Act In The Law’s Name  They Can’t Conceive What’s Right, What’s Wrong Indeed  Wretched Figures Through Spyholes Ghostly Echoes Announce  The Trap Door To Hell Can’t Be Far Away    Striver Stands, Lies And Sits In His Cell And Is Full Of Fear  When Someone Unlocks His Cell Without An Actual Key  Scheleton’s Eyes Are Smiling, The Smile Of Eternity  He Enters The Room In Order To Explain What’s Coming:  Now The Die Is Cast, It Is On The Record  Call It Fate, Call It Death  It’s Just A Time Game    Can You See What It Means To Be Called To Account  To Be Called To Account By Society  They’ve Got Their Codes And Ethics, Logic Laws  But They Don’t Give A Single Damn For Me    Striver Stood, Lay And Sat In His Cell And Was Full Of Fear  When Someone Unlocked His Cell Without An Actual Key  Scheleton’s Eyes Are Smiling, The Smile Of Eternity  He Entered The Room In Order To Explain What Was Coming  Now The Die Is Cast, It Is On The Record  Call It Fate, Call It Death  It Is Just A Time Game    They’ve Got Their Codes And Ethics, Logic Laws  They’ve Got Their Codes And Ethics, Logic Laws  They’ve Got Their Codes And Ethics, Logic Laws  But They Don’t Give A Single Damn For Me