Shed no tears for the martyr dying

Only in pain suffering and death

Can the martyr become what he's chosen to be



No tears wasted

No sorrow no pity

No, no crying, no loss



Shed no tears for the cop bleeding

He once held the gun. He once held the key

Now his prisoners will sing and dance and play



No tears wasted

No sorrow no pity

No, no crying, no loss



Shed no tears for the nun beaten

By the children she once called her flock

How they hate their teachers. Who force darkness upon us



No tears wasted

No sorrow no pity

No, no crying, no loss



Shed no tears for the suicide

He has made his choice, the pain of life is great

And some will find it sweet to rot beneath the earth

As we rot and live and breathe



No tears wasted

No sorrow no pity

No, no crying, no loss