Badlands

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