The Catherine’s Wheel
We are tied to the Catherine's Wheel
And we turn, shackled there until
We are free, we are free, we are free
Far below, the comedy of life
Staggers forth into the blinkered night
Helplessly, helplessly, helplessly
And it's so cold
It's so cold
It's so cold
What will be remembered in the end?
Only this: that love will start again
Endlessly, endlessly, endlessly