Midnight Highjacker
Unknown spirit of the night
Hostile, take over of the flight
Hostages of war, and prisoners with no delight
We fly through out the endless night
Destination unknown, security gown
We cannot see the coming of the morning light
Masking the darkness we put up a good fight
Defeat the cold dark night
We cannot find the light
Unmask the traitor of the night
Surrender and quit the fight
Relax, it's just midnight
Highjacker of the mindless night
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