They call this the badlands, baby,
But it used to be bayou
The shore of an inland sea
But I can (hear you coming x8)
What foul beast stalks this way
The night is dim, but I catch the scent of your arrogance
as you rear you head I can see your eyes gleaming
(as the light from the moon) like a pair of knives
that cut me down
A hole in the world
And the light is leaking out
Spilling like water
And I can (hear you coming x8)
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 light left
Rocks and stones,
Skulls and bones,
Whispered stories,
Tales of glory, (and a tragic fall from grace x3)
And we're still falling just like the dinosaurs
And a tragic fall from grace.
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