they call this the badlands baby but it used to be bayou the shore of an inland sea but i can hear you coming and there's a hole in the world and the light is leaking out spilling like water 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 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 lights left rocks and stones, skulls and bones whispered stories, tales of glory and a tragic fall from grace and we're still falling just like the dinosaurs