Highways in the Deathlight by Caethua Lyrics

People always say
That the light of day makes things better
But I disagree wholeheartedly

What looks like mystery
A black field in the night
Becomes grey in the morning
Cement rebar pavement

Caverns in the streetlights
Potholes in the sunlight
Pathways to the heavens
Highways in the deathlight

How could we be ready to lend ourselves to ruin?