They call this the badlands baby

But it used to be bayou

The shore of an inland sea

And I can hear you coming



What foul beast stalks this way



The night is dim

But I catch the scent of your arrogance



As you rear your head

I can see your eyes gleaming

Catching light from the moon

Like a pair of knives to cut me down



Hole in the world

And the light is leaking out

Spilling like water

And I can hear you coming



What new devilry is this

I saw you rise

And creep across the sky

And all night as I fled

You came behind



Eating all the stars

Dig to find

Why the life left

Rocks and stones

Skulls and bone

Whispered stories

Tales of glory



And a tragic fall from grace

And a tragic fall from grace

And a tragic fall from grace



Still we're still falling

Just like the dinosaurs

And a tragic fall from grace