[00:00.00] 作词 : Scott Engel
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Scott Engel
[00:36.45]There's no hold
[00:41.04]The moving has come through
[00:45.24]The danger passing you
[00:50.52]Turns its face into the heat and runs the tunnels.
[00:56.04]It's so cold
[01:04.41]The dark dug up by dogs
[01:05.31]The stiches torn and broke
[01:08.58]The raw meat fist you choke has hit the bloodlite.
[01:13.38]Glass traps open and close on nite flights
[01:24.75]Broken necks feather weights press the walls
[01:32.97]Be my love, we will be gods on nite flights
[01:35.55]With only one promise, only one way to fall.
[01:43.71]Glass traps open and close on nite flights
[02:28.77]Broken necks feather weights press the walls
[02:30.66]Be my love, we will be gods on nite flights
[02:41.91]With only one promise, only one way to call.
[02:45.15]On nite flights, on nite flights
[02:45.75]On nite flights, only one way to fall
[03:15.51]On nite flights, on nite flights
[03:16.11]On nite flights, only one way to fall.