The Martyr Why, why was I born to know what I must know I can see the sky but I can't see the ground below Where do I go? Falling in a trap where traitors wait Lost love is the bait But the martyr never knows He is caught in a dream of his own When it's over where does he go Who really knows, Who really knows Time stands between me and my home, So long ago I can't stand to wait but I can't force my body to go Where do I go? Crying, he is blind to everyone And that's how its done And the martyr never knows He is caught in a dream of his own When it's over where does he go Who really knows Who really knows I know in my heart I could change the world with just this guitar Who really knows Falling in a trap where traitors wait...