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