Utopia - 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

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