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 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 was bathed 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?