They herded us down to the station Straight onto the cattle train We ain't been told our destination But We know we won't be back this way again So tell me how, how in God's name, will the saints ever find us When the trap clicks shut behind us They locked the doors and you and I We were packed like sardines in a tin There ain't no room to sit or lie We're just waiting here for our journey to begin So how the hell, in the good Lord's name, will the saints ever find us When the trap clicks shut behind us Take care not to suffer in your own homes what has been Inflicted on us here Heed the lesson well and always remember don't let The memory dissapear We rode for days in that railway car No fod or water or light to see And no one hears our scream and cries When they take our lives They'll set us free So tell me how, how in God's name, will the saints ever find us So I'll tell you now, and with no shame, that death will never bind us When the trap clicks shut behind us