Minarets

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

And, later on, we'll all be dancing

Screaming from the minarets

Yes, indeed, and making faces

Rain on the ground in a space, God has grown

Alone 'til 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

What you see, what you see, what you see

What you see is human

What you see, what you see, what you see

What you see is human, yeah

Screaming from the minarets