The Childs Right by The World Of Skin Lyrics

See the cold water falling
Across this child's face
This ground will open up to him
And swallow his disgrace

He will go down there and suffer
Yeah he’ll suffer like a lamb
Yeah his suffering is holy
But his innocence is damned
Yeah his innocence is damned

A cruel fire is calling
This child to his grave
Now he will wander pointlessly
Where no memories are saved
Now history is buried
Deep beneath the ground
No we've never burned with pain or joy
And we've never made a sound
No we’ve never made a sound (x2)