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