ترانه:
Siouxsie And The Banshees Join Hands

fires Icons-falling from the spires Those words hang like vicious spittle dribbling from that tongue Close your eyes to your lies Force feed more pious meat Those nebulous codes and

Hanging.... Hanging from your daisy chains Swinging in the trees Running from your enemies And falling on your knees On your knees Get down on your knees

(2 minutes silence) ...In Flanders fields The poppies grow Between the crosses Row on row That mark out place We are the dead...

You dip your hands into my flesh And say you won't reveal a scar I must have faith in this procedure It's a miracle-It's a wonder A thousand hidden