Текст песни The Barber - Prisoners

I asked myself again
Night bared its fangs
We stare straight before ourselves
Anything can happen this time
I’d like to believe – my God is wise
We are prisoners
We are prisoners
Night bared its fangs

Dirty ropes of gallows and asking for forgiveness
Dirty ropes of gallows and asking for forgiveness
Dirty ropes of gallows and asking for forgiveness
Dirty ropes of gallows and asking for forgiveness

I asked myself again
Night bared its fangs
i have some reasons go this way till the end
Anything can happen this time
I’d like to believe – my body is dead, my soul's alive
We are all in prison of human bodies.
We are all in prison of human bodies.

With wolf’s hearts, and hunger.
With wolf’s hearts, and hunger.