Superstition taking all of us for a ride 
Mimes overtaken by the signs of the Right 
The bombs are falling overhead with no sight 
While you are talking all detached, 
So tell us 

Where're you going? To the bottom...
Do you hear us? We are rotting... 

We're going down in a spiral to the ground 
No one, no one's gonna save us now 

Ceremonies have killed religions for they provide 
The [bad word] to delusionals, 
They're all in fright 
The [bad word] believer's head must bathe in sunlight 
While you are walking all detached, 
So tell us 

Where you going? To the bottom...
Do you hear us? We are rotting...

We're going down in a spiral to the ground 
No one, no one's gonna save us now 
Not even God 
No one saved us, no one's gonna save us 

Where do you expect us to go 
When the bombs fall?
Where do you expect us to go 
When the bombs fall?
Where do you expect them to go 
When the bombs fall?
Where do you expect us to go 
When the bombs fall? 

Superstition taking all of us for a ride 
Mimes overtaken by the signs of the Right 
The bombs are falling overhead with no sight 
While you are talking all detached, detached, 
detached, detached, detached 

Going down in a spiral to the ground
No one, no one's gonna save us now
Not even God 
No one saved us, no one saved us, 
No one saved us, no one's gonna save us now 

Where do you expect us to go 
When the bombs fall?