There's no hold
The moving has come through
The danger brushing you
Turns its face into the heat
And runs the tunnels
It's so cold
The dark dug up by dogs
The stitches torn and broke
The raw meat fist you choke
Has hit the bloodlite
Gla** traps
Open and close
On nite flights
Broken necks, featherweights
Press the walls
Be my love
We will be gods
On nite flights
Only one promise, only one way to fall
Gla** traps
Open and close
On nite flights
Broken necks, featherweights
Press the walls
Be my love
We will be gods
On nite flights
With only one promise, only one way to fall
On the nite flights, on the nite flights
On the nite flights, only one way to fall
On the nite flights, on the nite flights
On the nite flights, only one way to fall