The Prize

Skinning the shore for the heat of a constant flame
You're gonna learn what the cost to the future means
Seven sisters devour everything they face
Dirty machines told the earth wasn't evil again

Cold body, black coat (ah-ah-ah)
Cold body, black coat (ah-ah-ah)
Cold body, black coat (ah-ah-ah)
Cold body, black coat

No slowing down, there's no rest for the innocent
No turning back from a choice that you never had
Deep underground grow the roots of a poisoned tree
Follow it down to the grave of the oil field

Cold body, black coat (ah-ah-ah)
Cold body, black coat (ah-ah-ah)
Cold body, black coat (ah-ah-ah)
Cold body, black coat

In Bacalar
They stole it
In Ramadi
They stole it
In Princes Town
They stole it
In Portugal
They stole it

Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah