In the late hours of the night
Before the dawn breaks
Into a shining new day
I hear the birds sing
The wake of the hour
The awakening of man
Rise and shine, they say
Rise to the full glories
Of the forthcoming day
I hear them whisper
As the light silently sways
Into my heart
And enlightens my soul
And all day the glory
Of the passing moon
Is sung by the lonely birds
For the breaking dawn
No more is, persistent is but the decay
Of the human skin
Make no more, metal and grim
But cherish the hum, in the hour so late
When the world sleeps numb
And the birds stay awake
To witness nothing but,
The light of eternity