Cold oil drips down my chrome spine.
Red sand coats every hard line.
I feel the grit in my gear.
The static is all I hear.
Burn the coral in the deep.
Watch the heavy metal sleep.
Searing white and blinding gold.
Buying back the truth we sold.
Hangar bays smell like old fuel.
The logic of war is a rule.
I carry the weight of the kill.
A frozen and mechanical will.
Burn the coral in the deep.
Watch the heavy metal sleep.
Searing white and blinding gold.
Buying back the truth we sold.
Broken bolts rattle in flight.
Cutting through the velvet night.
My sensors blink a steady red.
Walking where the giants tread.
Burn the coral in the deep.
Watch the heavy metal sleep.
Searing white and blinding gold.
Buying back the truth we sold.
The pilot breathes in a mask.
I perform the heavy task.
Steel on steel and spark on spark.
Tearing through the frozen dark.
Rubicon screams in the wind.
Paying for the way we sinned.
I am just a tool for the hand.
Sinking in the copper sand.
Burn the coral in the deep.
Watch the heavy metal sleep.
Searing white and blinding gold.
Buying back the truth we sold.
Rust on my skin.
Let the fire begin.
Let it all burn.
