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