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