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 were talking all detached, so tell us

[Répétition 1] :
Where you going,
To the bottom?
Do you hear us?
We are rotting

[Répétition 2] :
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 masked comforts to delusionals
(they´re all in fright)
The true believers head was bathed in sunlight
While you were walking all detached so tell us

[Répétition 1]

[Répétition 2]

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 were talking all detached detached detached detached detached

[Répétition 2]

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?