Nite Flights

There's no hold

The moving has come through

The danger passing you

Turns its face into the heat and runs the tunnelsIt's so cold

The dog dug up by dogs

The stitches torn and broke

The raw meat fist you choke, has hit the bloodlineGlass traps open and close on nite flights

Broken necks, feather weights press the walls

Be my love, we will be Gods on nite flights

With only one promise, only one way to fallGlass traps open and close on nite flights

Broken necks, feather weights press the walls

Be my love, we will be Gods on nite flights

With only one promise, only one way to callOn nite flights

On nite flights

On nite flights

Only one way to fallOn nite flights

On nite flights

On nite flights

Only one way to fall