Can you see the martyr he is crying He is believing all that's left unsaid And the girl in the red dress, she is dying They found her body underneath the tracks But the bells on the hill, they keep tolling Seeking sallow for the souls they've left behind And the man on the radio, reinstating What's the point of laughing, if your lying And we are not scared of time No we are not scared this time Oh the pride of the suns, they've got opinion They've got an answer for every occasion But the man on the T.V., always saying Don't believe in the devil while he's praying And we are not scared of time No we are not scared this time And we are not scared of time No we are not scared this time And we are not scared of time No we are not scared this time