We Are Ghosts

A happy science — so why so sad?
'Cause I thought you know we’re always held
Through fire and lightning, the occasiocal war
And telling me that your chest is sore
That’s 'cause your soul’s on fire
BooHoo-Ooh! We are ghosts!
You? You are losing your religion
Boo-Hoo-Ooh! We are ghosts!
We’re haunting Europe
And tomorrow the world
An earth died at a mystic feast
We keep on falling, detached the sun
Now light our lanterns before moon
Just keep waiting — you’ll be judged
Just 'cause your heart’s an open book
Are we human or are we dynamite?
And god is dead