CODA: The Nightbirds

God took the night off.
He let the will of man prevail.
There's a luster in the sky that we cannot see.

The Nightbirds came to save us
The Nightbirds came to set us free
The Nightbirds came to give us peace
A rather ironic species

Oh what futile shields these arms will be,
What desolate silence will thrive at daybreak
On pillows of stone and blankets of ash
We will sleep for one last time.

The Nightbirds came to save us
The Nightbirds came to set us free
The Nightbirds came to give us peace
A rather ironic species

Tonight we will sleep in peace,
Tonight we will sleep in pieces.

It'll just be another page in the history books,
Sugar-coated and paraphrased.