Hold tight Be well She's gotta be from Metairie Night world hold, moonlight glow Heave off Roll low It's thrilling me Ain't killing me Nighttime twice, daylight null Lakeview pall, reaper's son Will come and become The sole keeper of a blood oath We're on a death march in exile Midnight One plight Gentilly breeze, there's sworn to be Fires bright for evil one Tempt, yes Heel, no Bring forth to thee, Chalmettian dreams And royal tongues, embellished suns The Quarter pawns the hellish son Will come and become The soul keeper of a blood oath We're on a death march in exile We're on a death march in exile We're on a death march in exile We're on a death march in exile