Warrior Soul - The Fallen lyrics

I'm the hard-luck kid Throw the bones on the fire Tear holes through worlds Making change through violence Who's really runnin' The place you call home Who'll climb the mountain Sell their kisses for God's love Obsolete factories On rust ground dying Formula cancer America's crying Decline beauty Worship icons It's your religion Do what you are told From the top of the mountain Baby, we're falling hard down From the top of the mountain Baby we're falling hard now Out in the street Throw the books on the fire Let them eat debt While they starve on desire Who's really running The place we call home? It's your religion Believe in the gilded throne From the top of the mountain All doomed liars fall down From the top of the mountain To where the people crawl now From the top of the mountain To the hard ground below To the ones you've forgotten We'll dance on your tombs Walk with me To the heart of the city To the purple mountains Through the nation of d**h That steals our future And programs the child Makes change through violence While it cries for freedom It worships control And speaks of hollow victories Of the land it stole From the top of the mountain Baby, we're fallin' hard down From the top of the mountain Where all people crawl now From the top of the mountain To the hard ground below We're the ones you've forgotten We'll dance on your tombs Believe we've fallen