Superstition taking all of us for a ride
Bombs overtaken by the signs of the light
The bombs are falling overhead window sight
While you were talking all because of Billus

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 got elegant tolegramy
The mascot force of the ocean of the Oliver
The true believers have was they delent sunlight
While you were walking all because of Billus

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 this 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
Bombs overtaken by the signs of the light
The bombs are falling overhead window sight
While you were talking all because because because because because

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 saved us
No one saved us
No one's gonna save us now

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