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