Prisoners of War - Funker Vogt

We have to fire up the engines, supply them with coal

And if we get too weak we are burned as fuel

I have seen my comrades getting burned down here

Counting my days until it’s my turn

Aboard this flagship

We are prisoners of war

Used as human resources

We haven’t come very far

There’s no more hope

It’s a war without an end

A fight against humanity

Nothing more to defend

We haven’t seen the sun for uncountable days

The only light we’ve seen is the fire of burned bodies

Our skin’s stained black by dust and by coal

The smell of burned flesh is present everywhere