Santa Maria choose your children Santa Maria virgin child all our wars over you we are fighting and all our time faith justifying
Brother caged Babylon will fall Sister chained and bound, beaten and bleeding The TV's on, to me this explains it Wearing a tie like daddy speaks it Screaming from the minarets
Later on we'll all be dancing Screaming from the minarets Yes indeed I'm making faces Rain on the ground in a space God has grown Alone till a man looking glass in his hand He is holding up to you
What you see What you see What you see What you see is human Screaming from the minarets
