LYRICS
作词 : Scott Engel
作曲 : Scott Engel
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.