Gatsby's American Dream - The Badlands lyrics

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.