Pale children gone wild
Under steaming skies
Breaking their bodies and minds
With their vision filled eyes
Your skin for a song
Your skin for a song
Sing along, it won't be long
Your skin for a song
Your skin for a song
Sing along, it won't be long

Past love hardly human
You've offered them nothing but lies
And now in your weekness
You witness the strength of their cries
Your skin for a song
Your skin for a song
Sing along, it won't be long
Your skin for a song
Your skin for a song
Sing along, it won't be long

Spare the rod and spoil the child
Turn my baby weak and mild
Spare the rod and spoil the child
Turn my baby weak and mild
Pale children gone cold
In the failing light
You bought them and blessed them
Caressed them
They surrendered their sight
Your skin for a song
Your skin for a song
Sing along, it won't be long
Your skin for a song
Your skin for a song
Sing along, it won't be long