Lyrics:

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's 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