Israel (as made famous by Siouxsie & The Banshees) - Mephisto Walz

Little orphans in the snow

With nowhere to call a home

Start their singing, singing

Waiting through the summer time

Before your heart’s in winter time

That’s why they’re singing, singing

Waiting for a sign

To turn blood into wine

The sweet taste in your mouth

Turned bitter in its glass

Israel

In Israel

Israel

In Israel

Shattered fragments of the past

Meet in veins on the stained glass

Like the lifeline in your palm

Red and green reflects the scene

Of a long forgotten dream

There were princes and there were kings

Now hidden in disguise

Cheap wrappings of lies

Keep your hearts alive

With a song from inside

Even though we’re all alone

We are never on our own

When we’re singing, singing

There’s a man who’s looking in

And he smiles a toothless grin

Because he’s singing, singing

See some people shine with glee

But their song is jealousy

Their hate is clanging, maddening

In Israel

Will they sing happy Noel?

Israel

In Israel

Israel

In Israel

In Israel

Will they sing happy Noel?