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