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
  Only one way to fall