Nite Flights

There's no hold

The moving has come through

The danger passing you

Turns its face into the heat and runs the tunnels.

It's so cold

The dark dug up by dogs

The stiches torn and broke

The raw meat fist you choke has hit the bloodlite.

Glass 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 fall.

Glass 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 call.

On nite flights, on nite flights

On nite flights, only one way to fall

On nite flights, on nite flights

On nite flights, only one way to fall.