The Fallen Lyrics - Warrior Soul

I'm the hard luck kid, throw the bones on the fire 

Tear holes through worlds makin' 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 fallin' hard down 

From the top of the mountain, baby, we're fallin' hard down 

Out in the streets throw the books on the fire 

Let them eat debt while they starve on desire 

Who's really runnin' the place we call home 

It`s your religion believe in the gilded throne 

From the top of the mountain all doomed liars fall 

From the top of the mountain to where the people crawl 

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 death 

That steals our future, programs the child 

Makes change through violence while 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 to where the people crawl 

From the top of the mountain to the hard ground below 

To the ones you've forgotten, we'll dance on your tombs