Space Night - TX

I'm racing down the runway Faster faster – i need to gather speed All tanks refueled, ready to launch - the air is filled with kerosine You better take Cover, cause here i come now In darkness and silence You won't see me, you won't hear me come down - blitzkrieg-style I gotta get airborne – all systems on go and ready to take of I'm the night flier Climbing high and even higher Losing touch to ground Control - and I'm on autopilot I'm the night flier – and my engines on fire Full speed ahead without remorse And i will keep my course I'm defying gravity – above the ground Like a bat, a bat straight out of hell Undetected beneath the radar Hanging upside down in my cockpit-cave I'm searching for the next one – the next one to tear apart A demonic aviator and i can Sense your fear and smell your blood In my black skymaster I'm Heading for the next disaster I have no need for a happy ending My course is set for a crash landing I'm rushing down with burning engines But the opera isn't over as long as someone keeps on singing

If only I could fix the sky to meet me If only I could fix my heart to meet at dawn It's got a way of knowing when to hurt me Oh, it's when the night is long Backwoods lullabies, feel like a ghostly touch Roots spread all the way back to godless times And it's got a way of knowing when to haunt me Oh, it's when the night is long And there's a young one sitting at the top of the world Counting down a clock, that nobody sees And it's got a way of knowing, when to taunt me It's singing, oh Oh Earthquakes break and shatter, the perfect design Ripped realities of broken minds Towers, rise to meet and yet it's laughing Humming, "No, it won't be long" Humming, "No, it won't be long" And there's a young one sitting at the top of the world Counting down a clock, that nobody sees And it's got a way of knowing, when to taunt me And it's got a way of knowing, when to taunt me And it's singing