Siouxsie and the Banshees — Pointing Bone

Pointing bone Pointing bone From the fury pit A reek of misery Like a trumpet groan Tornado moan The splendor splits Like a golden skin He and the wizards cry Like humming birds In treasure glows Your weeping wings And a slaughter grins On a pleasure spike When held on high by the riverside Like a torn-throat child in a jackal hide Cool water dies Vile diamond eyes Silent in flamingo ease Oh, distant in troubled trance Within a whirlpool We're breaking our backs The tears of the moon The sweat of the sun Sacrificial hearts For a pointing bone With a Gorgon's head And a cloak of skulls They're kindling fires In open wounds Pointing bone Pointing bone In a jaguar skin Blood matted mane Beacons blaze Toward a waning moon When held on high by the riverside Like a torn-throat child In a jackals hide Cool water dies Vile diamond eyes The tears of the moon The sweat of the sun Sacrificial hearts For a pointing bone